A/N: Due to the fact that my reviewers want another chapter NOW, I'm writing one. :) Enjoy!

DISCLAIMER: I own nothing here except my own characters, and I think you'll be able to figure out who they are. Everything else belongs to J.K. Rowling.

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"I'm sorry Mrs. Potter, but could you please tell us one more time exactly what happened?"

Three hours later, Harry, Hermione, and Audrey were at the Hogsmede Police Station. Harry and Hermione sat in soft, dark blue velvet chairs in front of the head detective's desk in his office. Two other detectives and some investigators were there as well.

Harry glanced at his wife and took her hand reassuringly. Her face was contorted with emotion, yet she had yet to shed a tear. The emotions on her face were a mixed bag of fear, sadness, anger, and confusion. WHY WAS HER MOTHER DEAD?

As soon as she had seen her mother's body and screamed, Harry had abandoned his stirfry and come running upstairs and into Audrey's room. The noise had woken her up and she was crying loudly. But this was the one time when neither of her parents noticed right away.

"Harry, oh Harry I- I don't -what on earth happened?" cried Hermione, looking at her husband in dismay.

He shook his head. "I don't know," was all he could say.

"What do we do?" she asked softly, falling against him. Her brown eyes stared at her mother.

"We need to call the hospital and the police," said Harry firmly, "Stay here and take care of Audrey and get her ready to go with us if she has to. I'll make the call."

And so he had went down the hall and called the Hogsmede emergency operator to report what had happened. It was by far no easy call to make, but it had to be done. The operator told Harry the police were on their way and hung up.

Meanwhile, Hermione had been cradling her daughter in her arms, calming her screams to whimpers. When she finally quieted down, Hermione changed her into warm clothes as the sirens roared outside. There was a knock at the front door and Harry went to answer it. Hermione was just pulling Audrey's white winter coat covered with bunny rabbits over her daughter's head as the officers and Harry walked in.

There were three officers, all dressed in crisp uniforms. They introduced themselves as Officers McGowan, Smith, and Rodriguez. They were shocked to find the body of Mrs. Granger in the state in which it was.

"Holy shit," said Officer Smith, "I had no idea it would be THIS bad. We'd better get her to the coroner right away."

Harry showed him where the phone was while Officers McGowan and Rodriguez questioned Hermione. When the coroner arrived and took the body, the remaining people got into a police cruiser and went straight to the Hogsmede Police Station. The coroner had called to say that he had not yet found the cause of death, but he would call as soon as he was sure.

And this had all been too much trauma for Hermione to handle. Although she had not yet cried, she felt as though she was on the brink of doing so. She set Audrey's banana seat on the floor beside her and glanced at Harry.

He nodded to her, and so for what felt like the millionth time Hermione told them everything - how her mother was watching Audrey for no more than two hours, how when they had returned no lights were on in the house, and that strange feeling she'd had that someone was with her. And then of course, she told them about actually seeing the body behind the door in Audrey's room after it had closed by itself.

The head detective checked his notes and thanked the Potters, even Audrey, who had been a good sport throughout the night. Even though it eleven o'clock, she was still wide-awake and cooing at everyone in her own cute way.

"We'll be sure to call you with an update tomorrow," said the head detective as he ushered the Potters out of the station, "Thank you so much for your time. Good night."

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A/N: Want another chapter? I need at least five more to make another one!