AN: This is explained within the chapter, but just to be clear, it had been a little over a year since we last saw Bow.

Also, thank you to the people who've reviewed lately, you've inspired me to finish this chapter.

I was the last one out of the locker room. As I usually was. It was nice to have a moment to myself after such an intense competition, I'd told Remus he could come in, but he'd politely declined, since he was a gentleman. At first I'd been slightly annoyed that my sister had sticked me with a babysitter, but I actually quite liked Remus, I'd never talked much to him before, but we were quickly becoming friends on this trip.

I'd done well in the competition, but it was still a bit upsetting that my sister wasn't here. I knew she had a very good reason, but lately I'd just been so upset with her. And believe me, I had pretty good reasons for it. For starters, I had not seen her in four months. You heard me right, four whole months. I knew she had to go into hiding, I mean I'd had a vision of her dying, I was glad she was keeping safe, but it had been too late when I realised keeping Lily safe meant I couldn't see her or my nephew too often.

Lily had gone into hiding after Harry had been born, and I'd only seen her a handful of times after that. She wrote more or less often. She'd actually begged me not to attend this competition, she was afraid the Death Eaters knew about me and would try something. But I'd given up so many competitions already in the previous year, and last year I did not do my best at Worlds, so I felt like I had some unfinished business, that's why I had to come. Besides, Worlds was the only competition I was attending this season, I didn't even go to Nationals.

I shook my head, I shouldn't have to justify myself, I'm a figure skater, I go to competitions, that's how it works. As I finished packing away my stuff, I heard a commotion going on outside. What the hell was going on now?

With a bang, the door to the locker room flew open, revealing a young woman dressed in all black with a crazed grin on her face, holding a wand in her hand. Ooooh no.

"Care to play a little more?" The witch taunted.

Uh, you don't play figure skating, dumbass wizards.

I forgot how to breathe as the witch started muttering a spell, raising her wand towards me. What the hell was I supposed to do now?

As a flash of light started to come out of the tip of her wand, she was pushed aside by someone and right before I would be hit with the spell, Remus shouted 'Protego!', and the spell from the witch bounced off me. Oh thank god.

Remus quickly ran to my side, and shielded me with his own body. The witch threw another spell, which Remus quickly deflected. But our problems got a whole lot worse when two more wizards appeared besides the witch, wands at the ready. How was Remus supposed to defeat three wizards by himself, while protecting me?

I felt unbelievably helpless as I cowered behind Remus, watching the magic people shouting spells at each other. I screamed as a flash of red light hit me from the side, and I fell to the floor. I felt as if I was being stabbed over and over again, I looked down to see my jumper smeared with blood.

Remus's face paled as he realised I was bleeding profusely, and he almost lost control of the situation. But as he shouted one last stronger spell which caused the Death Eaters to lose their footing, he took my arm and we Disapparated.

Looking at the bright side of this whole situation, I would say I was glad to see my sister and her family again after four months. But that was pretty much the entire bright side.

I was currently sitting on the very busy kitchen of the Bones family. Lily sat beside me, holding my hand. The dishes on the sink were washing themselves, I guessed as a way to keep me from hearing what was going on in the living room, and it was kind of working, I could only hear some hushed voices coming from the other room. They were discussing what to do with me. Which was a weird feeling, knowing I was being talked about in the other room, by a bunch of people I didn't even know.

Lily had refused to leave my side since we came back yesterday. I'd heard Remus calling her from the payphone in the wizard hospital (which they had for some reason). Lily wanted me back in England right away, but Remus had told her it was probably better if we made sure I was okay before going home. He'd Apparated us to the American version of St Mungos, which was somewhere in Massachusetts as I understood. They'd been quite confused as to what curse had caused my injuries, but they managed to patch me up pretty well. I was still taking some sort of potion for pain though. They'd kept me overnight, but we'd left first thing the next morning. Lily had hugged me like I'd come back from the dead. Well, at least she'd tried, my injuries were still a little fresh for that. I'd ended up with five long vertical scars, they ran all the way across my torso, from underboob to waist, all parallel to each other. It was pretty horrid to look at if I'm being honest.

Lily and James had quickly come to the conclusion that I could not be left to my own devices at my flat anymore. The Death Eaters were after me, for some reason. So, they'd called up the Order of the Phoenix (the name was a bit pretentious if you asked me), and they set up an emergency meeting to try to figure out why I'd been attacked, how the Death Eaters found out where I'd be (like it wasn't a known fact that I'd be at the Figure Skating World Championships on those dates, they could've literally read it on the paper), and what to do with me now.

"Have you told Reg? About what happened?"

Lily turned to me, I think she was trying to listen in to what was going on. She took a moment to process the question. "Oh, Sirius is with him right now. We can go visit tomorrow."

Did she just say we?

I nodded. "I should probably talk to Bobby and Camille soon too." They were my coaches. "Remus said they were pretty worried and confused when he told them we were leaving, and I'm probably not going back to training anytime soon."

Lily nodded slowly, she still seemed like her mind was far off.

The door to the kitchen opened.

A tall, handsome dude who seemed a few years older than me walked in. "You guys can come in."

Lily stood up fast and followed the man.

Everyone in the living room seemed to be staring at me. I felt like I was being put on trial.

"Ah, Lily, Rainbow, so nice of you to join us." Dumbledore quickly spoke up. It was a bit relieving to see him.

I saw a few confused looks amongst the members of the Order. They'd probably been referring to me as Daisy the whole time.

There were about sixteen people in the room. Varying in ages from about eighteen to seventy. I could only recognise James, Remus, Dumbledore, and the nice couple whose house we were in.

"Rainbow, I would like to introduce you to a few people, as you might be seeing a lot of them in the future." Dumbledore said.

I nodded absentmindedly and followed the wizard to a couple sitting on a loveseat, Lily trailed behind me.

The blonde woman and the tall man she sat with ceased their conversation and stood up as they saw us approach.

"Miss Evans, these are Alice and Frank Longbottom. Alice, Frank, this is Daisy Evans." Dumbledore made introductions.

Alice offered me a kind smile. I shook both their hands.

"So nice to finally meet you." Alice said.

We exchanged a few more pleasantries before Dumbledore led us to the next one.

It was the guy who had gone to fetch us in the kitchen earlier, and his carbon copy was standing right beside him. So, twins. Noice.

"These are Fabian and Gideon Prewett." Dumbledore pointed at the general direction of both men, he probably couldn't tell them apart.

I mean, I honestly had no idea which one was the one I'd seen before.

I went to shake their hands. "Nice to – "

I shut up as a vision came over me.

A group of wizards led by an ugly, sneering man tore through a house, turning furniture upside down, breaking things left and right. They made their way into a living area, where they cornered the set of twins, both of whom had determined looks on their faces.

The twins launched a few spells at their attackers but they had no chance, they were outnumbered. One of the dark wizards cackled as he cast a spell that produced a chilling green light, and before anything could be done, the twins were dead.

Everyone was staring at me in confusion as I came back to it.

I turned to Dumbledore. "Professor, may I speak to you in private?"

The professor led me into the kitchen. I took a deep breath before saying, "The twins are going to die, they're going to be killed by Death Eaters, and you need to warn them."

Dumbledore's reaction was not the one I was expecting. He smiled forlornly. "Miss Evans, Fabian and Gideon Prewett are known members of the Order of the Phoenix. Although I appreciate your concern, and I'm sure they do too, they know that they are targets of the Death Eaters, and they joined this organisation knowing quite well the risk it would mean for their lives. I will warn them to be careful, but there's not much we can do about the threat Death Eaters impose on the lives of everyone in the Order."

I leaned against the kitchen table as Dumbledore walked out of the door.

He was right. I knew he was. But there was something incredibly morbid about knowing someone's going to die, and not being able to do anything about it.

"We can put your stuff in the guest room." Lily instructed.

I was staying at their place for the next few weeks. I still hadn't decided how I felt about it. On one hand, I was happy to spend time with my sister and nephew, but on the other hand, I was going to have to give up my sense of freedom, and I had no idea when I would be able to skate again.

I couldn't even go to my flat to get my things, since Lily had been feeling quite protective of me lately. She definitely knew it was annoying me though. I could tell she was fuming on the inside when she saw me lying on the sofa playing with Harry instead of helping James take my things upstairs.

I'd never been big on babies, but I had to admit Harry was a pretty cute baby, and a very chill one (thank god). It made zero sense that someone wanted to actually murder him, it made me sick to my stomach to think about. But at least I hadn't had to be the one to tell Lily and James that Voldemort was trying to kill their child, because apparently some other Seer bitch had made a whole prophecy about it.

I was still pretty worried about the Potters though. Lily had assured me time and time again that they were doing absolutely everything they could to keep safe. And I'd started to realise that what Dumbledore had told me made a lot of sense. I couldn't really do anything to save Lily and James per se, I'd have to fucking defeat Voldemort to be sure they'd be safe, and I'd heard that was pretty hard. There were also a whole bunch of wizards already trying to do just that. So, I'd decided to trust my sister to know what was the best to keep her family safe.

It was fucked up. How my sister and I nowadays were playing a game of who was worried more over the other's life. This wasn't what having a sister was supposed to be like.

I heard a small crash from upstairs. Oh fuck, had they dropped what I thought they dropped?

"RAINBOW!" Lily yelled from the staircase. "WHY DO YOU KEEP YOUR MEDALS IN A SHOEBOX?"

I looked at Harry with a bemused smile. Now that was more like it.

I put Harry back in his high chair as not to yell in his ear. "IT'S A NICE SHOEBOX!"

"THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS A NICE SHOEBOX!"

"LILLIAN YOU LEAVE THAT SHOEBOX ALONE!" I ran up the stairs in a hurry.

Reg's fingers ran gently over the long scars on my torso, his touch giving my whole body chills, which I tried to dissimulate.

We were laying down on his bed, his head on the crook of my arm, my shirt pulled up, exposing my scarred torso.

"I'm sorry." Reg whispered as his fingers paused over my abdomen.

I frowned. "For what?"

"I should've done something."

Oh. He was talking about the scars. I rolled my eyes a little bit. "It's literally zero percent your fault."

He shook his head. "I should have been there with you, I should've been able to – "

"What? See the future? Even I didn't see it coming."

Reg sighed heavily. "I hate that this happened. I hate that I can't take care of you, that I can't protect you."

Shit, he sounded like he was about to cry. Was it really that deep, bruh?

I looped my arm around his shoulders. "It's okay, you don't need to be physically be there all the time to protect me, you do it in other ways. I mean, I would be all tough and say I don't need protection, but who am I kidding? If someone throws a curse at me, what am I going to do? Deflect it with a crystal ball?"

That got a small chuckle out of Regulus. "I swear, when we find out who those Death Eaters were..."

He sounded upset. Well, he probably was, according to Sirius, he'd gone ballistic when he found out what happened, tried to Apparate to my side, but Sirius had physical restrained him.

"Oh I'm not upset with them, really." I tried to appease the boy. "Honestly, as long as they don't damage my feet, or anything essential for skating, I'm good."

Regulus sighed. "The rest of your body is important too."

"Alright, I guess my back's kind of important too, for spins and shit."

Reg made a noise at the back of his throat. "Mm, nope. Every part is important."

"Says who?"

"The skating gods told me."

I fake laughed. "Uh, if they really talked to you, they would've said what they've told me numerous times. 'Rainbow Evans, your feet should be worshipped.'"

I raised my foot up in the air laughing.