I remembered what she had said: "go back to that house". She was clearly on my side and recommended me to wait till tomorrow, just like I had already figured out was the best.

Me and Severus were at the front page of The Daily Prophet? How could those wizards know? They lived in the Wizarding World. Then I remembered not everyone did. Severus lives in the Muggle World. Of course more wizards would.. We were all over the news the Muggle World so they could have heard it that way.

Dumbledore had wanted to help us out? He must be a really good friend of Severus or he was just afraid some Muggles would find out about the existence of the Wizarding World. Or both. Probably both, I thought as I walked back over the path.

And that woman, McGonagall, who was she actually? She has said she's a friend of Severus. Well, Severus had friends after all. Someone who had taken the time to learn to know him.

I walked further down the path and noticed the gloaming. Would Tom and Yara worry about me? I wondered. Probably. They got the task to take care of me.

Tom and Yara. They were good people, but just didn't understand the situation. And how could they? They didn't know about the existence of magic and that had to stay that way.

My stomach grumbled. It had to be time to eat now and I wasn't even at their home yet. I am hungry. Would they have already eaten? And more important, what? I grinned. I have blown up the whole dish! I couldn't suppress it and laughed out loud.

By tomorrow, everything will be over. Well, really? We are all over the news in the Muggle World and the Wizarding World. It's unlikely they will forget it that easily. I sighed.

Things were complicated. Sometimes too complicated. I wished all if this had never happened. But what did I mean with 'all'? Only the problem with the police? Or also Severus as my father? Did I wanted him to not be my father or not? That everything would have stayed the way it had been before I got my mom's letter? Everything would have stayed normal if I hadn't gotten it. Well, normal. I would have been sent to an orphanage. But, my dad Thomas would still have been my father, to my knowledge of course. And magic would have never been a part of my life until I was old enough to go to Hogwarts.

Would that be better? I asked myself. Would it be better if I had never met Severus? If I had never known about his existence and he hadn't known about mine?

Severus would have never been arrested. He would have never had to take me in and care for me. He would just have had less trouble.

And I. I would have gone to an orphanage and later to Hogwarts without knowing him as my biological father. He would just be my teacher and would just be his student. That thought made me feel weird. Knowing Severus without knowing he was my father? That was just weird.

The rain started again. The raindrops fell on my head and down by my hair. Still, I couldn't care. My other thoughts were much more important.

I thought about magic and everything it might do. Maybe it can make plants grow. And maybe it could let people fly without a broomstick. That would be awesome. I thought about even more things it could maybe do and a smile appeared on my face. Maybe it could even turn back time... turn back time... The smile on my face disappeared as quickly as it had come and turned into a serious frown.

My mother had written it to me and Severus had told me I could do magic too. And if turning back time was possible, could I try? No. No, I can't, I told myself strictly. Severus has said people need a lot of practise before they can handle their magic. I frowned at my own thoughts. I wanted to try it so badly. Turn the time back and change some things. Well, some things. One of the many: telling Dumbledore and Severus about me being searched. Cause that would have saved us a lot of trouble.

I walked further, while thinking about other things magic could maybe do. However, it didn't make me smile anymore.

I reached the exit of the forest not long after. I looked around. No cat... woman... cat-woman to see. She had probably taken another exit. Or used her magic. She was a witch after all.

I walked over the country road again. It reminded me of my first encounter with Severus. The encounter had felt a bit uneasy, for the both of us, but was nice none the less.

The ditches next to the road were still dirty. However, unlike the first time I had crossed them, I didn't feel the urge to push someone into it. The woman had somehow made me feel better, which was probably due to the sound of her voice. So calming, but maybe that had even to do with the message she had brought with her. Everything was going to be alright after all.

The way back to Tom and Yara's house was easy to find. The houses were not so much alike like in Cokeworth, so I remembered which houses I had passed when I had walked to the forest.

In no time, I stood in front of their house again. Their place. Their home. I felt kind of bad about leaving the house without telling them were I went. They had opened their door for me and had a bed for me to sleep in. They were good people and it had been wrong to leave them like that however, they just didn't understand. But that wasn't their fault. It was no ones.

I walked to their front door and hesitated to knock on it. After a moment of doubting, I did it anyway. Was there a better option otherwise?

A moment later, the door opened slowly. Yara stood in the doorway. She was frowning. I saw anger in her eyes, but also a bit of regret.

"Want to come in?" she asked. She tried to do it nicely, I noticed that, but it still sounded reproachfully. I couldn't blame her for that.

"If I still might," I replied suavely.

Yara smiled softly. "Of course you are. Come in." She stepped aside, I stepped inside. She closed the door behind me while I hung my coat on the coat rack.

I saw Tom, sitting on the couch with his daughters and son in the living room. They were watching a movie, but stopped to look at me.

"Hey," I said a bit uneasily.

"Hey," Tom responded just as uneasily. "Do you feel better now?" he asked curiously.

I looked at my shoes to not look him in the eyes and said: "yes. Yes, I feel better now. The fresh air cooled me down."

Tom smiled a little. "That's good."

"We left some Shephard's Pie for you," Yara said. She stood behind me now and startled me a bit with her comment.

"Thank you," I said.

Yara passed me and walked to the kitchen to reheat some food. I took place at the dinner table and looked at Tom and his kids on the couch. They had resumed their movie and were watching it intently. Tom had his arms around his children, who had snuggled themselves against his body.

The sight made me smile. I had done that with my dad Thomas. Tears filled me eyes. We would never do that again.

I didn't want to start crying in front of them, so I wiped my tears away and wanted to think about other things.

Yara returned to the living room with a plate full of Shephard's Pie and pulled me out of my reverie.

"Here you go," she said while placing the plate in front of me. She pulled a chair on the other side of the table to sit across from me.

I sighed softly. She clearly wanted to talk, I hoped not about Severus or anything that had to do with that. That would probably result in me getting angry again. Angry, because of getting nervous of her questions. I always felt nervous when people asked too many questions.

"Look," she started, "you don't have to talk to me, fine, maybe your story is the truth. Than the police must apologize. But maybe it isn't." She sighed. "Look, we all want to help you and you know that."

I frowned. I knew they wanted to do help. However, them stopping to try to help would help me way much more. I didn't need help anyway. Well, thanks to their urge to help I needed help. Severus was in prison and I was here- a place which felt exactly like a prison to me-. I couldn't compare the two, I knew. Severus had a much worse time right now. I wondered if he was okay.

"My story is indeed the truth, so I, indeed, don't need your help. Tomorrow, everything will be alright again." I explained a bit irritated, even though I didn't want to show her that.

I took another bite of my Shephard's Pie and stared at her in expectation she was going to say something. I was right.

"Then I hope you and your... father, will be happy together," she stated a bit irritated too. She didn't believe me and she was kind of right. I was keeping things from her, indeed. That she noticed it was too bad, but she couldn't do anything anymore. She had till tomorrow to figure something out, how to get the secrets out of me, but I knew she couldn't find a good way to do it. Cause there wasn't a way. I would win this and there was no way they could stop me from doing it.

"Well, I was until the police came, so I think we will do well, thank you," I explained with a faked politeness. Yara noticed it. However, she did nothing with it.

We stared in each other's eyes in utter silence for a moment. Her eyes were trying to break me, so I would tell her something. It didn't work. I stared back and scowled.

"Enjoy your meal," she said while she gave up the staring and stood up from her chair.

I ate my Shephard's Pie in silence and sometimes looked at Yara, Tom and their children, who were watching the movie all together now. The jealousy grew somewhere inside me. I remembered how horrible those two girls of them had been to me. Why do those terrible girls have a mom and a dad and I don't? Why do I have to be the person whose parents have died? What have I done wrong in my life do deserve this? I asked myself. I had no answers.

I have Severus after all. I have got him left, I comforted myself. He had been so good to me. Already from the moment we met. Holding me when I needed to vomit, because of the apparition. Letting me live in his house. He was a good person. He had a good heart. But having a good heart doesn't have to mean he is a good parent. Holding me when I vomited, letting me live in his home, weren't that things anybody would have done in his situation? Probably. I was in conflict with myself.

When I had finished my supper, I placed my plate in the sink and went upstairs to lie on 'my bed'. I walked into the room and saw the mattress, blanket and pillow on the floor again.

I closed the door and the curtains, grabbed the blanket and threw myself on the mattress. It had been a tiring day. I was exhausted. I closed my eyes quickly and was gone in no time.

Author's Note:

Hey reader!

Her reunification with Snape next week!

See you next week!