Amelia flopped on the bed dramatically. Dust puffed out of the worn mattress and the old frame squeaked under her weight. She ignored it and wrapped her arms around her face groaning. Tonks wiped a hand along the dresser, scrunching her face in disgust. She looked around the once beautiful now neglected room and sighed.

"Sorry it's not much. No one really uses the bedrooms other than Harrys crew."

"Oh Merlin Tonks, you should have seen my apartment, this is fine." Amelia groaned again without moving her arms off of her face. She was tired and confused. Why would she agree to this? These people don't even like her let alone trust her. She is in way over her head and it was too much for her brain to handle right now.

"What do you think they are talking about?" She finally sat up and took in her surroundings. It was a small space with only enough room for a twin bed, a chair and a dresser. Dust and cobwebs covered everything, but none of that bothered her. She was a very adaptable person. 'one of my only good qualities' she thought to herself dismissively.

Tonks plopped down on the chair, another dust cloud emerged and began to slowly settle around her. She crossed her legs and shrugged. "Don't know. I mean you of course. Probably trying to decide if you can be trusted." Tonks was picking at her nails for a moment before she realized how that sounded. Looking up she saw the look of dread on her cousins face. She reached over and grabbed Amelia's hand reassuringly.

"Don't worry! Remus is down there, he will vouch for you and Harry trusts his judgement more than anyone's."

Amelia suddenly felt sick. She was under the assumption that Tonks had spoken to the group before she brought her in. She thought her selling herself moments before was more of an introduction and reassurance, not an interview or audition. There was no where for her to go now, she left her job, packed her belongings, broke her lease and left her entire life behind in one day for the cause.

"You should have told me I was under a microscope! I would have prepared myself, I thought I was just coming in to help you track down death eaters. I didn't know this was a 'maybe' sort of situation!" She looked at Tonks desperately. "what do I do if they say no!? I have nowhere to go!"

"Lea stop." Tonks moved to the edge of the bed beside her and placed an arm around her shoulders, shaking her slightly. "They won't say no. We need you."

Amelias brows furrowed in confusion. She opened her mouth to speak but was interrupted by a stag patronus leaping into the room.

"Would you mind coming back downstairs? We would like to speak to both of you" Harrys disembodied voice sounded from the misty animal.

Amelia started to sweat and her breathing became shallow. The possibility of rejection, although slim, was making it hard to think. She had never been good enough for anything or anyone. There was always something wrong with her that made her "not quite right" for the task at hand. From relationships to jobs, she was never enough. Her fear was getting the better of her, but she needed to carry on and hear them out regardless.

Tonks squeezed her shoulders and smiled at her. "You will be fine"

Amelia looked into her eyes and nodded. "Okay...let's go."

Amelia slowly descended the stairs, her brain fogging over in an attempt to protect itself from exploding. She focused on the back of her cousins head. The purple haired woman practically skipped down the stairs in front of her, stopping at the bottom and waiting impatiently.

"Please have a seat." Harry said as the two women stood in the entrance to the kitchen. Amelia took the seat she occupied previously, setting her jaw and looking Harry directly in the eye. She knew if she began to look at the other faces in the room, she would psych herself out, reading into things that weren't there. "Right. Amelia, we talked and we decided that we would like you to join our cause."

Amelia let out a breath she didn't know she was holding, an invisible weight lifting off of her chest. She couldn't help but smile. "Okay, great. Awesome, thank you." She didn't know what else to say, her brain was still in a daze from her over stimulated emotions.

Remus sat forward and folded his hands on the table. His fussy baby now fast asleep on Molly's shoulder. "Amelia, do you understand why you were recruited?"

Confusion and weariness plagued her mind for the millionth time. "N-no? I thought..." she looked at her cousin who was fiddling with her fingers, her head bowed.

"I thought it was because... the war was over. It was safe for me to leave and be close to family?" She sat in silence for a moment, her eyes downcast suddenly feeling like she's going to be used for something or by someone. "I thought I was just going to help find some dark wizards..." Something told her this was more involved than she had anticipated.

Remus looked at Harry for a moment then at the few people left in the room. "We need you, to infiltrate a growing dark circle of followers."

Amelia, for the second time that night, was completely blind sided. "What? Like... undercover?" Maybe she could beg for her job back and sleep in the hallway of her apartment building.

"Yes." Harry spoke up. "And the only person who can help you is Severus Snape."