12. The Iron Lady

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AN: Does anyone know how to describe your school in Spanish? Cause I don't. And I am putting it off by writing FF. Ah the uses for this site...

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Amelia Bones knew that she was terrifying on a bad day.

Her hair seemed to go so unmoving it was as if she was wearing a helmet, her face became an emotionless mask save her mouth disappearing altogether, and her eyes had been compared to muggle lasers or coal pits sending her victims - sorry, work colleagues- crying for their mummies, which seemed to please Amelia Bones immensely.

Her brother Edgar and his family were coming round for dinner for a catch up, and she;d get to see her niece Susan, who was a year old the next day, so today was not one of these terrifying-Amelia days, which many in the Law Enforcement Office were thankful for.

As the day was finishing, a new recruit (Boot, was it? Or Boat? Amelia could never remember) ran in, scattering paper behind him. Breathing heavily, he spoke of a Death Eater attack on a house out in the country. After stammering the address which Amelia did not quite catch, she and others side-apparated to the place, on the arms of Aurors.

It was pandemonium, green, red, blue lights darting around like fireworks, causing Amelia to duck swiftly out of the way of an Avada Kedavra green spell that probably would've killed her. She soon started fighting, and the Death Eaters disappeared.

Then, oh god please no, then she looked round, oh god please no, and identified the house, oh god please no, she identified the two bodies laying side by side on the ground, oh god please no, Edgar and Helen Bones, oh god please no, their wands still in their hands, oh god please no, their eyes wide open, unseeing, oh god please no, and a cry echoed from her chest.

She dropped to her knees, oh god please no, closing their eyes, oh god please no, and sobbing openly in front of her brother and sister-in-law's bodies, oh god their bodies, and she cried and cried, not even turning when Susan was brought out, alive, bawling her beautiful little head off. Oh god please no.

This was truly, the worst of days.

The day that Amelia Bones was no longer made of iron.