Uncle Severus didn't come home that night. Well, at least he wasn't home when Lindsey went to bed and he wasn't there when she woke the next morning. There was breakfast on the table and a note next to it explaining that he had more 'business' to take care of.

"Great." Lindsey said aloud. "Just great." She sat down and picked at her food a little but she wasn't that hungry. She put the plate in the sink and left the kitchen. She didn't like this at all. She hated not having anything to do. Her summers had always been just as busy as her school year. She'd taking classes, dance classes, voice lessons, a Spanish class. She'd never been alone and bored.

The door to Uncle Severus's room was ajar. Lindsey contemplated whether or not to snoop.

"Should I?" She asked herself. "No," she turned her back to the door, "That's wrong, this man needs his privacy." She took two steps away from the door. "On the other hand, he's not here to answer questions about what he's doing. He'll never know. I'll just take a peak." She pushed the door open nervously and it creaked. She crept into the unexpectedly clean room. She looked around.

"Nothing out of the ordinary." Lindsey said aloud. There was a sigh of relief. She noticed the wardrobe door hung open. She slowly crept over to it as if there was something dangerous in it. She touched it lightly and it opened. Inside, she saw mostly black robes but there was one thing that caught her eye and she gasped. She backed away from the wardrobe as if it was contagious.

There was a small pop. "Severus!" A male voice exclaimed. Lindsey whipped around so fast that her hair smacked her in the face but she didn't care. She recognized the man at once. If it had been a different meeting, she would have been very awe-struck, but currently she was too scared and confused.

"Alas, Ms. Hathaway." He exclaimed. "I was looking for your uncle. Is he here?"

Lindsey shook her head. She was still horrified by what she had found and was mortified that Professor Albus Dumbledore found her snooping in Uncle Severus's room.

"Do you know where I may be able to find him?" Professor Dumbledore asked. Lindsey shook her head once more. Dumbledore's eyes traveled from Lindsey's shocked expression to the wardrobe that stood open.

"I must get going, I really need to find him." Dumbledore said. "If you see him, will you tell him I'm looking for him?"

"Of course." Lindsey said. That was the first thing she'd said to him. He nodded and Apparated. Lindsey fled the room with wings of fear. She ran to her room and grabbed her quill and parchment. She scribbled four words onto each of two pieces of parchment. Tears rolled down her cheeks.

"Shoot!" She exclaimed. Athena was out delivering letters. How was she supposed to get this letters to her friends without her uncle finding out? She thought and thought and thought. Nothing seemed to be a good possibility. Then she remembered the music box. Zoë had given it to her. Whatever she put in it would be put in Zoë's which was identical to the she had. She ran to her trunk and opened it. She placed another note instructing Z to give the other letter to Maria. The placed them in the box and closed the lid. She wiped away her tears and sat back on her bed. She reached into her trunk once more and pulled out a photo album. She sat and reminisced.

When Severus got home that night, Lindsey was still awake but she couldn't go to him. She couldn't see him. She needed to get out of here. She could be in danger if what she thought was true. She laid in bed, still as a statue and listened to the noises.

"She knows, Severus." Dumbledore said. They were in Snape's house.

"How?" Snape asked. "I haven't told her."

"She found the mask. I saw her face, she was horrified." Dumbledore answered as they climbed the stairs. "You need to explain it to her." Their voices grew louder through Lindsey's bedroom door and she clamped her eyes shut hoping to avoid a conversation. She handle of the door rattled as it turned. A line of light appeared and grew as the door opened.

"Albus, I can't talk to her now, she's sleeping. I'll talk to her in the morning." Severus's cool voice exclaimed. The door closed and the light disappeared. Lindsey exhaled. She could still hear the voices in the hall.

"You have to, soon. She must be terrified Severus. She might do something outrageous. You have to watch her through the night." Albus exclaimed. Their voices became less audible as they moved farther away.

"Albus she's sleeping, she won't do anything rash while she's sleeping." Severus replied and yawned. "Good night." He added and walked into his room and shut the door. Albus Apparated away.

Lindsey waited for what felt like days to make sure her uncle was asleep. She heard the quiet yet familiar tickling of her music box. She quietly and quickly got out of bed and reached for the box. The parchment inside had one word.

Run!

So she did. She packed some of the most important things in a bag and grabbed the music box. She ran silently down the stairs and was relieved to hear snoring in her uncle's room. She burst through the front door and ran into the night. She had no clue where she was going but she was just going to keep running until she felt she was safe.

Dumbledore reached out and grabbed Lindsey. She screamed and struggled against him not being able to see who it was.

"NO! Let me go!" she screamed and she thrashed her arms and kicked her legs. She couldn't reach her wand.

"Shhhh!" Dumbledore cooed. "It's alright, I'm not going to hurt you." However, Lindsey wasn't listening. Dumbledore Apparated the two of them to a place Lindsey was not familiar with. It seemed to be a kitchen. Lindsey heard footsteps and the door burst open. A crowd of people piled in, the majority had red hair and freckled. One boy stood out with his jet-black hair, dazzling green eyes, glasses, and scar. Harry Potter.