After the game, Rebecca didn't seem to have many problems from Vanessa. Perhaps it was because people stopped listening to the things she had to say about Rebecca or any of the other Brits. Even Rose had secured her spot on the Horned-Serpent team because she had scored the most goals in their game and the team apparently threatened to vote Vanessa out of her captain position if she didn't agree to keep her.

It was finally the end of the fall half of the school year. Winter had arrived and snow had fallen all over Mount Greylock. This was great weather for Rebecca though as she loved the cold, plus her birthday was the twelfth of December. She celebrated her sweet sixteen with Isabelle, Morgan, and Andrew in the great hall. They had all gotten her gifts. Andrew had given her a green quill that also came with green ink. Morgan had given her a stuffed unicorn. Rebecca secretly found them interesting so she didn't act as excited as she did on the inside. Her favorite gift though came from her sister. It was a drawing of Rebecca and her friends hanging out. Isabelle had never done a drawing of Rebecca and someone else other than her sibling. It appeared that Isabelle had seen a change in Rebecca and maybe it was because of her friends.

However, Isabelle just said, "I thought it would be nice." Rebecca gave Isabelle a big hug. There were also happy birthday wishes from her fellow housemates. Back at Hogwarts, this never happened. Her birthday didn't exist. Lucy was the only one who ever knew and Lucy would make sure to get a whole stack of chocolate frogs for her. Truthfully, Rebecca didn't feel like Lucy was such a bad person sometimes. Just misunderstood. Lucy had not spoken to Rebecca all year. If it wasn't for the journal Rebecca kept, she wouldn't had remembered the day her former best friend stood up for her against Professor Stetson during the first week. Rebecca wondered why she had. It was just after Rebecca told her off.

Rebecca's thoughts were interrupted as she heard from behind, "Happy Birthday!" She turned to see Professor Scamander smiling at her. "This here is for you." He handed her a letter. It was titled To Becca, From Home. Rebecca opened it to find pictures. They were recent photos of her family. But she quickly realized there were more in the picture than her family. It was the entire Dumbledore's Army and Order of The Phoenix. It wasn't very recent though because grinning in the photo was Ron Weasley.

"Blake sent me these." Professor Scamander said. "They were taken a few days before Mr. Weasley had passed."

"Thanks." Rebecca said.

"Enjoy your holiday. Luna and I will be traveling to Florida to search for some rare creatures." Professor Scamander said.

"Oooh!" Squealed Isabelle. "If you find anything cute or fluffy, can you take pictures?"

"I'll show you every creature we find." Professor Scamander said with a grin. Isabelle was always bugging Professor Scamander about magical creatures, but he was always more than happy to talk to her about them. Rebecca was glad her sister had found a hobby she enjoyed other than art. Not that anything was wrong with that, but Rebecca figured she could make a career someday out of caring for magical beasts.

Speaking of careers, Professor Codmen, who was Head of Wampus house, was in the middle of passing out papers to fifth year students, which were encouraging them to think hard about their career after school as after Christmas break, they would be advised on their classes that relate directly to their career.

"Good afternoon, Rolph." He said to Professor Scamander as he handed the papers to Rebecca, Morgan, and Andrew.

"Good day, Jason. Any plans for break?"

"Oh, just going snowboarding. A no-maj hobby that I've come to find pleasure in. You?"

"Just going to Florida for some creature searching."

Professor Codmen looked confused. "Do you ever take time off from your class?"

"There's always new discoveries and beasts that need help." Rolf said defensively.

Professor Codmen shrugged and walked away. Professor Scamander said Happy Christmas to his students and walked out of the great hall.

"What sort of career are you two planning?" Morgan asked.

"I suppose I could try something at MACUSA." Andrew said. "Perhaps try to turn things around, or just go back home and help my family with my magic."

Isabelle smiled. "That would be a nice thing to do."

"You have so much knowledge." Morgan said. "You could use all of it and make a ton of money. Curse breaker or something like that."

"It's not about the money." Andrew argued. "My family is always struggling. I wanted to learn all of this so I could help them no matter what sort of situation they were in."

"Even magic can't pay the bills." Morgan said. "Anyways. What about you Rebecca?"

"I bet she would be the best charms teacher in the world!" Beamed Isabelle.

True, Rebecca had always been at the top in her class with charms. It was about the only thing she was really good at. Rebecca's father had also been a really good charms student and even taught last year at Hogwarts. Only first through third years. He would eventually take Professor Flitwick's full position when he retired. Of course, now that wouldn't be happening.

"I don't know." Rebecca said finally. She didn't want to follow in her father's footsteps. She was already playing a broom sport. That was as far as it went.

"Isabelle is right. You are excellent at Charms." Andrew said.

"You think I could teach insecure, snot nosed, brats for a living?" Rebecca joked.

"Fair point." Morgan laughed. Andrew even cracked a smile. Isabelle said, "Hey. We're not all bad kids."

The day had finally come for students to go home for the holidays. Rebecca and Isabelle both planned to go back to Kate's instead of staying at the school.

Unfortunately, Rebecca was unable to ride the same train as Morgan and Andrew. Rebecca was heading south to New York. They were traveling west to the station in South Dakota.

Isabelle had decided to sit with Faith, who lived in Connecticut. Also occupying their compartment was Hugo and Lily. Rebecca didn't want to bother them with her thoughts so she went to find an empty compartment.

She slumped into one and laid across the seat. She then got out her diary and started reading over everything inside it, trying to recollect how her year had gone so far. Her cousin bringing them in. The refugee situation at MACUSA. Her first month of school which involved unfriending Lucy and a lot of Vanessa bullying her. There was the Forrest and the quodpot game. There were smaller details, but she only skimmed through them. Her last entry was about her birthday and this made Rebecca think about the pictures she got from home. She put her diary away and pulled out the envelope that still held all of the photographs.

Rebecca examined them closely. In the very middle was Harry and Ginny Potter, Hermione Granger, and Ron Weasley. Rebecca knew them for what they had done over twenty years ago. They had defeated Lord Voldemort. Rebecca wondered how he compared to Mathias Burgess. From the things her parents had told her, it was a terrible time to be alive. Her father had nearly been persecuted just for being a muggle-born, however, he had managed to prove there was evidence of magical blood from his grandfather; his father had been a squib.

Rebecca peered over to see her father standing beside Professor Neville Longbottom. To her father's left was her mother, who looked perfectly healthy. Rebecca hoped her mother still looked this way the next time she saw her in person. She wiped a tear away as she shifted her focus to her step sister and brother. Bella was alone. Whatever Canadian boy Blake had been talking about, he wasn't here. Her brother, Ray, looked thin as usual. He was standing with James Potter and Royce Rushing. The three of them were best friends at Hogwarts, pulling pranks and getting into trouble. Only Royce had any real sense among them, however, the picture showed a much more serious look on all three of them.

Rebecca scanned the photograph for Royce's mother, Kelly Rushing. The woman who had been best friends with Anthony throughout Hogwarts. She was his first friend. Both of them suffered together when their best friend, and Blake's father, Michael, had died at the Battle of Hogwarts.

Rebecca found Kelly. She was tall, skinny and had a boy cut hair style. She was one of the top aurors for the Magical Law Enforcement, capturing death eaters alongside Potter. It had occurred to Rebecca that perhaps those same death eaters whom Kelly had captured were released by Mathias without a second thought.

She heard a knock on her compartment door. Without looking up, she said, "Come in."

There was a pause and then Rebecca heard the door slide open, another pause. Then the door closed and someone sat down across from Rebecca. She peered over the photo and seen... Lucy.

She didn't seem to be in any mood to talk. She had curled her knees to her chest in her seat and faced forward.

"Are you alright?" Rebecca asked casually.

"No one else will let me sit with them." Lucy said quietly.

"Oh." Rebecca said duly. Lucy acted completely different than she had ever before. She used to have some energy when she spoke, even if something was bothering her. She looked troubled, depressed, worried. Her voice cracked as though she was choking on tears. This was the first time the two had spoken since the day they arrived at Ilvermorny.

"Well, I don't mind." Rebecca finally said, feeling a little sorry for her.

"I'm sorry, Becks." Lucy said.

"Please don't call me that." Rebecca said firmly."

"Sorry. Rebecca, I'm sorry. I don't understand what happened between us, but it kills me." Lucy let her feet drop to the floor and looked over at Rebecca, who had already returned to her photos. "We ended our friendship on bad terms, but I feel like there's more to it than just our first day here."

Rebecca lowered the photo irritably and said, "Maybe you should take a long look at how we have treated each other."

"I've always felt we were good to each other." Lucy said. "We looked out for each other. Nobody liked us and they picked on us. We were a team."

"That's not the way I see it." Rebecca sat up and put down the photos.

She then pulled in a lot of air before she said, "You did a lot of things that got me in trouble, I always did your homework so you wouldn't fail, and I did everything you always wanted to do. If I had another opinion, you got upset. That's not friendship. That's bullying!"

Lucy was caught by surprise at Rebecca, either because Rebecca had shouted, got in Lucy's face, or at the words. Maybe all three. Rebecca hoped she got her message across clearly. Lucy looked pitiful.

"I- I- I never meant to..." She sputtered.

"You never meant to?" Rebecca continued. "Please elaborate how you didn't realize you were bullying me."

"Well... I just... I always felt you were lost and I had to step in and help you." Lucy stammered.

"If I was lost, wouldn't I... What?" Rebecca turned her head sideways. "What do you mean I was lost?"

"You've always seemed miserable ever since we met. You didn't care which way the wind blew, you just didn't want to be anything like your father. That has always been your obsession you know that, right?"

Rebecca opened her mouth, but nothing came out because Lucy continued.

"I had to spend every single day with you being miserable because you were. You say you don't have a father who loves you. You don't understand what that means. My father abandoned me."

Lucy looked to the seat behind Rebecca. She went around her and bent down to pick up the photos. She then showed them to her and pointed at a figure with blonde hair. It was Draco Malfoy. "He left me and my mum for another woman and had their own son. No doubt because it was un-Malfoyish to have your first child as a girl."

Rebecca suddenly felt her stomach drop. Lucy had a point. She knew the story of her father abandoning her. She always said it was Draco, but never had the evidence to back it up.

"I'm sorry." Rebecca said, but Lucy looked annoyed.

"No, you're not." Lucy said. "I tried to be a friend and you've always pushed me away. But now you got new friends to tell your sob story to." She threw the photos back to the seat and walked out of the compartment. Rebecca had it all to herself, but she suddenly felt lonely. Before Lucy walked in, she enjoyed the quiet feeling, but now it felt dark and scary. She sat down and tried to stop herself from crying. She heard the compartment door slide back open.

She said immediately, "You're right. I'm sorry." But it wasn't Lucy who had returned. It was Albus.

"Is this a bad time?" He asked. There was a long pause as Rebecca tried to wipe her embarrassed look off her face. Albus continued, "Uh, Scorpius and Rose are... Well, let's just say I'd rather not be in the same room with them at this time. Is it okay if I sit with you?"

"Sure." Rebecca said after another awkward pause. He could had chose to sit across from her, but he sat next to her. He noticed the photos and looked over them.

"How'd you get these?" Albus asked.

"Sent from Blake." Rebecca said quickly. Albus didn't take his eyes off his parents. Rebecca stared at him doing this. She wondered what he was thinking about.

"It'll be nice to see them again." Albus said after a minute of silence.

"If we do." Rebecca muttered.

"Don't be like that. We'll see everyone again. Are you sure you're alright?" Albus lowered the photos and looked over at Rebecca who was looking down with a frown.

Albus waited for a response, but Rebecca gave him silence. Next thing she knew, Albus had wrapped her into a hug. It caught her off guard and she even tried to get away, but it felt good. Like all the troubles she had been dealing with were sucked out of her and Albus had absorbed them. He kept the hug going on and Rebecca eventually hugged back. She wasn't used to anyone but Isabelle giving hugs this long, but she didn't care. It was a wonderful feeling.

Albus released and backed away. Rebecca nearly following him, but she pulled herself together and was confused as to what just happened. Albus seemed to be thinking the same.

"Er..." Albus stammered. "Well, anyway. Just thought you needed that."

"Thanks." Rebecca quaked.

"Anytime." Albus grinned. It was wiped away though because Rebecca had fallen into his arms again. This time she initiated it and proceeded to lay against him while he was in the corner of the seat. After some time in this position, Rebecca fell asleep.

There was a lot of chatter and noise as Rebecca woke to having been embraced by Albus. He too had just woken and they both jumped up immediately. They had arrived at Platform 4. Both of them proceeded out of the compartment and fell in line with the rest of the students. Scorpius and Rose had caught up to them.

"Hey, Albus. We should go this way." Rose said.

"I'm okay." Albus said as he kept walking with Rebecca.

"Albus."

"I'm fine." He and Rebecca exited the train together. Rebecca scanned the platform for Kate, but she couldn't find her. Isabelle was nowhere to be found either.

"There's Teddy." Albus said. It was the man who had light blue hair that stood out from everyone else. But that wasn't who Rebecca saw. It was the man standing next to him, chatting with him.

"Blake!" Rebecca broke into a run. She had never ran so fast in her life. Blake was standing with a warm smile once he realized who was running after him. He picked Rebecca up and wrapped her in a hug that was just as, if not, better than the one Albus gave her. Rebecca had tears of joy. Blake put her down, but Rebecca wasn't letting go. She then felt someone else make contact with Blake. Isabelle had found them.

"B-B!" She exclaimed.

"Well this is a pleasant surprise!" Blake said loud enough to where other students were looking.

Rebecca finally let go and looked up at her godbrother. "How did you get here?"

"I walked." Blake said, and he started laughing at Rebecca's confused expression. "I managed to fly in a muggle plane here if you can believe it."

"Did anyone else come with you?" Isabelle asked.

"Just me." Replied Blake. "I wanted to come and see you two."

Rebecca hugged him again. She didn't want to let him go.

Eventually they left the station and they got to side aparate with Blake to Kate's. Rebecca was glad about this. She despised walking around the city. Within seconds they went from Pennsylvania Station to the Luna Apartments. Blake led them up to their cousin's home. Inside, they could smell dinner being cooked. They walked into the kitchen and seen Kate frantically moving about while she prepared chicken and other fixings. It was a mess and so was the apartment living room. When Rebecca first got here and when they left, it was clean other than a few notebooks and a laptop. Now it looked as though a tornado smashed its way through,

"Look at who I found snooping around the train station." Blake called out.

"Hey girls!" Kate said with a smile. She went straight back to cooking. Blake pulled out his wand. "Let me help you, Kate." With a wave of his black wand, the food was putting itself together. Kate wiped her face with a rag and said, "Why couldn't I had been a witch?" Blake gave his wand another wave and fixed the living room to living standards. He smiled, satisfied with his cleaning skills, and put his wand back into his vest pocket.

Once dinner had finished, they all sat together in the living room.

"So exactly how did you get here?" Rebecca asked Blake. "It couldn't had been easy leaving."

"Mathias doesn't think we're going to be out in the open so people tend to not look for us, especially at an area surrounded by muggles." Blake said.

"Did you know muggles are called no-maj here?" Isabelle spoke up.

"I did not." Blake said, "I think I'll stick with muggle though."

"How's mum?" Rebecca asked. Blake gave her a look and she quickly added, "and dad."

"It's been rough for them and for everyone, but they're alive," Blake said very openly.

"When will the war be over with?" Isabelle pressed. "I want to go home and see them."

Blake calmly said, "Don't worry. It'll be over soon and as soon as it's over I'll come back and get you."

"You're not staying?" Rebecca asked.

"Well, once your holiday break is over with I'll be heading back to keep fighting. They need me."

"But we need you too." Rebecca said.

Blake smiled. "I know. That's why I came. I'll be honest, some weren't happy about it, but I didn't want you two to feel like you've been forgotten."

"Has any of my kind been hurt in this war?" Kate interjected.

"Yes. Every once in a while a few muggles get killed. Mathias is getting more ruthless. Ever since Ron died, he thinks he's on to something."

"How's that affected everyone?" Rebecca asked, but Blake changed the topic. "How about you tell me and Kate some stories about Ilvermorny?"

Isabelle jumped in on this topic right away. Rebecca was a little annoyed. She wanted to know more. Blake was all ears to Isabelle. She knew he had patience for her, but he seemed unusually very interested.

"... And that's when Becky almost knocked her off, but that Vanessa girl flew the other way and got an easy win."

Blake seemed impressed. "I never thought you would ever play a sport, Becks."

Rebecca grinned. "Yeah, me neither. I still don't really like it."

"You know it's okay to like the same things as your dad, right?" Blake asked.

Rebecca didn't respond. Isabelle started to talk about creatures she learned this year so far. Kate seemed the most interested, which gave Blake and Rebecca time to speak alone.

Blake headed for the kitchen to take the plates back to the sink and Rebecca knew he could had easily waved his wand to send them there, but he gave her a head nod to indicate to follow him and so she did.

"You wanna step outside?" He asked as he put down the plates. "I hear the skyline looks wonderful this time of the evening."

Rebecca nodded. One of her favorite pastimes back home was to walk out onto her rooftop and look up at the stars. She had a makeshift ladder that got her to the top from her bedroom window. However, Blake had an easier way of getting them to the top of the Luna Apartments. They aparated when they got into the hallway when the coast was clear of neighboring muggles heading into their own apartments.

"Wow." Rebecca said as they appeared up top. All the lights on the buildings of Manhattan were illuminating the night sky, but Rebecca found a slight disappointment when she realized the light pollution made it difficult to see the stars.

"I know it's not like home, but it gets you a little closer to it." Blake said. "There were some nights I would go look up at the moon and wonder if you were looking back at it, but then I realized there's a five hour difference between us and you probably didn't see the moon when I did."

Rebecca laughed. "You're very cheesy. Honestly, I haven't found any time to stargaze at Ilvermorny."

There was silence for a minute before Rebecca asked, "Blake, how are things really going?"

Blake sighed and took a seat. "There's only so much I can say in a letter. The truth is... We're losing this war."

Rebecca sat down beside him. "How so?" She asked with curiosity and worry.

"Since Ron died, Harry has become a tyrant in how we operate. Everything has to go his way. There's only two people who can get him to stop. His wife, Ginny, was captured by the Ministry about a week ago. And then there's Hermione who is still strung out by her husband's death. She feels guilty and doesn't feel like she deserves to be alive after him saving her life. Not to mention there was no recovering Ron's body so she doesn't even have closure. She just goes along with Harry now."

"Why doesn't someone else take charge if Harry is making bad decisions?" Rebecca asked.

"Your father, Aunt Kelly, and Draco Malfoy are trying to find a way to take control, but people are scared of Harry now. It's become difficult. We don't want to divide anyone. We're already stretched thin. Everyday it seems someone is taken prisoner."

"I wish I could help." Rebecca remarked.
"You are helping." Blake encouraged. "You're keeping Isabelle out of this mess. She doesn't need to be in it."

"But even here she deals with bullies and stuff like that."

"That's why you're here. To deal with them. I've heard about your fights from..." Blake broke off mid sentence.

"Professor Scamander?" Rebecca tried to finish.

"Oh yes. Him and his wife are in the DA."

"Why can't we get her the help she needs?" Rebecca asked. "My parents are already-"

"Because they said so." Blake said irritably. "I'm sorry. I'm not mad at you for asking. It's them."

"But what about here in America? There would be no way of knowing."

"They won't help here." Blake said. "I've checked. No refugees are allowed special medical treatment after the new statute passed a few months ago."

Rebecca put her head into her hands. She was so sick of it all. It felt like she had a ball of anger inside her that grew every single day she heard something bad. She wondered when she would finally erupt like a volcano.

"Listen, just keep doing what you're doing." Blake said. "If things don't get better, there might be a plan to move to somewhere more acceptable and away from Mathias. If you ask me, it'll take someone who can kill him. The problem is, nobody in our group believes in that. Nor do I."

"Is it really that hard to kill?" Rebecca asked.

"Taking someone's life can destroy you. Imagine seeing something there and suddenly you take it away and never see it again."

"I don't think I will complain about not seeing Mathias again." Rebecca muttered.

"You're missing the point." Blake continued. "You now have the power to do something like that. Will you do it again? What if you kill someone just because they said something ugly to you? Killing makes you dangerous to others and to yourself. You can become like Mathias."

Rebecca said nothing more on the matter. After about an hour, she and Blake finally went back inside.

Christmas break flew by. Rebecca and Isabelle got a chance to experience New York a little bit with Blake around. He and Kate took them to see a Broadway play, rode an elevator to the top of the Empire State Building to get a view and even participated in New Year's Eve in Times Square. Isabelle had managed to get on muggle TV to say "Happy New Year to Britain!"

It was time for Rebecca and Isabelle to return to Ilvermorny. Rebecca didn't want to go back because she knew when she did, Blake would be heading back to Britain and she didn't want him to go.

Kate offered to drive them there so that they would have more time to chat. Not that it would make a difference. The train would leave Platform 4 at eleven o'clock regardless.

On the walk to the platform, they spotted Albus and Scorpius walking with Teddy, Rose, Hugo, and Lily. Albus noticed Rebecca first and headed over to her with Scorpius in tow.

"Hey Rebecca!" Albus chimed, "How was your break?"

"It was good." Rebecca said. She felt a little uneasy looking at Albus. Not that she was disproving of his appearance. "How about yours?"

"It was alright." Albus said a little sadly. "Rhode Island is boring. Scorpius and I walked across the state and back and found nothing of interest. I bet New York was fun."

"Yeah. It was alright." Rebecca muttered.

They arrived at the platform. The students around were still waiting on the train to arrive. When it would, there would be muggles getting off of it.

"So you, uh." Albus stuttered and went quiet but Scorpius jabbed him. Rebecca noticed this before Albus said, "You look great by the way... I mean... you don't seem nothing like you were when we left school."

Rebecca could sense something else was going on. "Thanks..." Rebecca said awkwardly. She looked around. Both Blake and Kate had fallen back to give them space and Rebecca wasn't quite happy about it. She wanted Blake up here. Whatever Albus had to say could wait until they got on the train.

"Anytime." Albus stammered. Rebecca was about to ask Albus what was the matter with him, but something had caught her attention. That same woman who she had seen before at the platform was there again. Same look and dressed the same. There was no doubt it was her. Not only that, but she was walking towards them. There was no denying this woman, whoever she was, had a purpose. Rebecca couldn't make out the face in clear sight until she was a few feet away. Silvery blue hair was pulled back. Rebecca had seen this face in a newspaper. A wizard newspaper back home before the war.

Rebecca's eyes darted down to the woman's hand where a wand slid out from her coat sleeve.

Rebecca pushed Albus out of the way as the woman grabbed at him. Both kids fell over. The woman, who was certainly a witch, turned to them and raised her wand at them. Whatever spell she was about to cast was interrupted by Blake. He had the witch distracted in a duel. Scorpius helped Albus to his feet while Rebecca scrambled to hers. Her first instincts were to find her sister. Where was she? Rebecca could overhear the witch talking.

"Blake Deese. You're a wanted man."

"So are you, Delphi."

Rebecca knew exactly who Blake was talking about. She was the witch who was Voldemort's daughter, but she was supposed to be in Azkaban. Mathias had set her free and had killed Ron Weasley, but why was she here?

Rebecca didn't have time to think about this. She needed to find Isabelle, but it seemed impossible. People both students of Ilvermorny and muggles were scattering away from the scene. She could hear spells hitting different parts of the platform behind her. Where was Isabelle?

Rebecca was beginning to worry even more, but she couldn't give up. It was her responsibility. She heard a loud shout that came from behind her. She didn't dare to look back. Whomever had screamed wasn't Isabelle and there was nothing she could do for them.

Somehow throughout all the mess, she seen Kate in a corner sitting down and covering someone. Rebecca dashed over and seen Isabelle wrapped in her arms, breathing, alive, and well.

But she was crying and scared. She wailed and tried to kick free. She didn't want to be in this place. Kate looked to Rebecca for help and Rebecca could only think of one solution, which was to get Isabelle away from here.

"Take her out of here." Rebecca shouted. "Get her away from the noise."

Kate, who was on the brink of tears herself from what Rebecca assumed her tries at getting Isabelle to calm down, nodded and got up with Isabelle in her arms. Rebecca hugged her sister and told her everything would be alright. Kate then ran away from the area.

Now that Isabelle would be safe, Rebecca turned her attention back to the duel. Most of the platform had been cleared. Blake was putting up a solid fight against Delphi, but he was losing. Teddy Lupin had joined in to help, but he didn't last long and was hit hard by a spell and had been knocked unconscious.

"Give up now Deese and you can return to Britain alive." Delphi said.

"You'll have to kill me." Blake thundered.

"So be it." Delphi sneered. She pulled her wand into air and said, "Avada-"

Rebecca cut her off with stupefy. But Delphi had been able to defend it. "Oooh, so it is true. The Warren girls are here. Mathias will be pleased to know I got them all."

Blake fired more spells at Delphi. Rebecca tried her best, but everything she would cast was stopped.

"Alright. I've had enough of these games." Delphi said. She then hit Blake with a spell and knocked him off his feet. She pointed her wand at Rebecca and said sharply, "Crucio!"

Rebecca dropped to her knees. Suddenly her skin felt as though it was on fire. The air she breathed in as she screamed seemed as though it was glass cutting her throat. She laid onto the ground and sharp waves of pain crawled all over her body, like a rolling pin with nails going across her. Quickly, the pain stopped. Rebecca had reopened her eyes just in time to see Blake standing back up, aiming his wand at Delphi, she screamed and there was blood coming from somewhere on her head. Rebecca couldn't make it out where specifically. Delphi raised her wand.

"Avada Kedavra!"

Green light emitted from Delphi's wand and it struck Blake. Without any sort of realization of what had just happened, he went straight to the ground, dead.

"NOOOOO!" Rebecca wailed. Delphi turned on her heels and started for Rebecca. Whatever pain she felt from the cruciatus curse, it was nothing compared to what she was feeling now.

Delphi stopped a few feet from Rebecca. Suddenly there were a lot of spells being fired at her. Delphi was fighting them off, but she stood no chance and she retreated and Rebecca heard a little pop that meant she had aparated away. Rebecca cried and she got up to crawl towards her godbrother.

"Stop right there!" She heard someone shout at her. She didn't listen. She lunged herself at Blake and suddenly she felt her arms being pulled behind her.

"No!" She cried. "No! That's my brother!"

Ropes were tied onto her wrists. She continued to resist but it didn't help. Someone grabbed her and she tried to kick them, but it was no use. She had one last look at Blake before she aparated from the scene.