9.2 Sorry about mistakes!

James: Has Sofie turned up yet?
Emma: No she hasn't. I'm getting worried.
James: Don't worry about her, love. I'm sure she's fine.
Emma: You're probably right. She's probably just looking for a way out of saying the disclaimer. Maybe someone reading has seen her? If anyone has you should tell us...
James: Come on. Let's just get on our way.

How did THEY get here?
Chapter 9

The future

There was a knock at the entrance hall of Emma's house. Only the person closest, Chey to it could hear over all the noise.

A small woman with dark hair and gorgeous green eyes stood with a baby in her arms. "Hello Cheyenne!" She smiled.

"Hi Caitlin." Chey nodded. "Now isn't really a good time."

"Oh. I'm sorry, Joey had a play date with Mary Jane. I tried to call but there was no answer..." The woman didn't look angry, only worried for her friend.

"Sorry, it's been hectic. I'll tell Aunt Emma you stopped by."

"Are you having a party or something?" Caitlin asked looking around.

"Or something." Chey said under her breath.

"Can you get Emma? I just want to ask when a better time to come is." Caitlin asked.

Chey glanced to the room where she knew Emma still leaned with James. They looked like they were teenagers again, lost away in their own little world. "Um... She's off somewhere with Uncle James. How about I have her call you?"

"Sure. Tell her I hope everything is alright and I'll call her if she doesn't call me in more than a week alright?"

Chey nodded. "Yes ma'am."

Sirius watched curiously as Chey closed the door, leaned up against it and sighed. "Are you alright?" He asked, walking into the hall.

"S-Sirius!" She jumped, holding her hand over her heart. "You s-scared me." She muttered.

"Sorry. I just saw you come in here and thought something was wrong."

Chey shook her head. "N-n-nothing's wr-wrong." She stuttered, moving to go back into the living room. Sirius blocked her way.

"Chey, I want to help." His voice was sweet and kind.

Chey shook her head, too kind to push past but too shy to ask him to move. Chris, Gabby's boyfriend, was standing against the steps.

"Move Sirius. Now." His voice was firm, not cruel or rude. Sirius looked over at him with a scowl.

"I haven't done anything wrong." Sirius said with a snarl.

"You're scaring her." Chris gestured to Chey.

Sirius looked at Chey, who was now slightly cowered against the door. "Chey... I-." Sirius sighed before turning to walk back into the living room quickly.

Chris didn't move, or speak. He looked at Chey with eyes full of feeling. "Come here, Chey." His tone had changed from the firm and demanding one towards Sirius to kind, gentle and caring. He held out his hand that wasn't holding the staircase handle.

Chey walked closer, taking his hand tentatively. She let him lead her closer, up the stairs to be pressed against him gently. Chey didn't speak, only let her strawberry hair fall against her cheeks.

"Chey..." Chris whispered softly against her hair as he pulled her into a hug.

Cheyenne fought the tears that threatened to spill out of her big, bright eyes. She didn't know what to do then, only lean into the hug that he was giving her.

"Look at me." His voice was stronger than when he said her name, but still shook slightly.

She looked up at him. The tears she was trying so hard to suppress spilled at that moment. His eyes looking into hers was all it took for something in her to break. A snap of a cord, the shatter of a glass, a stone turned to dust. Her heart felt as if it was collapsing in her chest with every breath she took.

Chris saw her breaking as he held her. He saw every feeling she had felt in the last few hours begin to seep out in the form of a single salty tear drop.

"Chey, it's all going to be alright. I promise." He told her soothingly.

Chey shook her head. It wasn't. It couldn't. "No..."

"They're going to get the kids home. I promise." He nodded, giving her a heartbreaking smile.

'He doesn't understand. He will never understand. None of them will ever understand.' The thought bubbled in her mind like water spilling over and out of a boiling pot.

The second Chris stepped back to look down at her, to give her the smile look everyone knew as his 'heart heater' smile she was off. Up the stairs and into the room Emma had for her and Gabby to sleep in when they stayed over.

She took one look at the picture of her and Gabby as kids and broke down sobbing. "Muffliato." She muttered, waving her wand at the door.

The past
(Unknown p.o.v.)

Blond hair fell into my face as I put books back onto the shelves in the library. I brushed it out of my eyes, grabbing another book.

"Only a few more and then you should head to bed." My friend and fellow library aide, Haley smiled. "You've looked like inferi all day!"

I laugh. "Well thanks a lot!"

"You're very welcome." She grinned wider as she grabbed another stack of books. "Seriously. Go to bed! No stopping to snog that boy of yours or even do homework!" She called as she walked to another aisle.

I laugh again. "Fine!" I grab a book to put away. This book feels strange, full of a magic I don't recognize. I look at it and suddenly my eyes blur. I drop the book and throw my hands to my eyes in surprise. When I open my eyes again I'm in a different place.

"Where am I?!" I gasp in shock. I look around to realize I was in the headmasters office. Only, that wasn't Dumbledore sitting at the desk writing intently.

The man looks up. His hair is ghosted white and his face lined with age. "Can I help you?" He asks, furrowing his eyebrows.

"Who are you?" I ask quickly, hiding my fear.

"I'm Neville Longbottom. Headmaster of Hogwarts... Who are you?" He asked standing up to walk toward her.

"Oh my..." I hear myself say before my vision blurs once more. This time I fall back, consciousness fading quickly.

James: Why didn't we know who was talking in that last part?
Emma: Because, love, Sofie likes to confuse people.
Ginny: Well she's confused me. I can't find her anywhere!
Emma: *eyes wide* Where could she be!
Ginny: If anyone can help please! I'm worried about her!