Darkness swirled inside Rebecca's head as she looked mournful at a wall. She had been taken in by MACUSA aurors. She awaited an investigator to walk into the room. She had been chained to a chair by her ankles and only her right arm was free while the left was shackled onto the table she sat at. She only had her thoughts to herself. Not thirty minutes ago, Blake was murdered by Delphi Lestrange, daughter of Lord Voldemort. Rebecca recounted everything she seen. She replayed his death over and over. She was too weak to stop herself. However she cried less and less each time, but sadness and dismal was replaced with anger and vengeance.
The door into the room opened and in walked two people- a witch and a wizard. They both wore long dark coats. The wizard had a black fedora on. He took a seat opposite Rebecca while the witch stood guard with her wand by her side. The wizard had a small stack of paper on the desk and started looking over them.
"Rebecca Andrea Warren..." He said with curiosity. "You've got quite the record. Multiple fights reported in school at both Ilvermorny and Hogwarts, wanted for treason in Britain, assisting a fugitive from justice..."
Rebecca didn't speak. She wasn't in the mood to be questioned. They had to know Delphi was behind it. They fought her before she escaped. The wizard continued on when he realized he wouldn't get any response.
"Miss Warren, because of your presence in America, you have nearly exposed our world to the no-majs. Over a hundred obliviators had to ensure every no-maj in and around Pennsylvania Station had no recollection of the fight that ensued on Platform four. Do you have any idea how difficult it is to perform magic on their electronics?"
Again, Rebecca said nothing. She had no idea where the wizard was going with this interrogation. He was getting impatient though.
"Miss Warren, you brought your war to America and I have every right to send you and your sister back to Britain and turn you in to the Ministry of Magic."
Rebecca broke her silence. "You do that and we're dead."
"That's not my problem." The wizard said. "No-majs are dead because of you."
"I didn't kill anyone! It was Delphi Lestrange!" Rebecca said with her fist clenched. "And she killed my godbrother!"
"We have confirmation from the Minister himself that Miss Lestrange was in Britain during the time of the attack." The wizard said cooly.
"But you fought her in the station!" Rebecca yelled.
"We do not know who that was, but MACUSA is doing everything we can to find them. Now, you, your sister, Mr. Potter, and Mr. Malfoy, as well as their relatives will be on the way to Britain in the next few hours-"
The door to the room opened and a short, plump man walked in with a top hat on. Behind him was a witch with curly blonde hair.
"Mister President?" The wizard asked.
"Mr. Bancroft, your interrogation is over." President Quahog said sharply. "Miss Evans will take over from here."
The blond witch approached Rebecca with her wand out and with a wave, the shackles were clicked open. Rebecca hadn't moved as she was caught off guard who had been interrogating her.
"Mister President, sir. I assure you I have this under control." Mr. Bancroft said.
"I was listening in and as far as I'm concerned, you did not. Miss Evans will follow through with this investigation and you will be dismissed from this room immediately. You and I have something else to discuss in private."
Mr. Bancroft reluctantly stood up and followed the president out of the room. Miss Evans closed the door back and sat down to face Rebecca.
"Hello. Rebecca, is it?" She said warmly.
Rebecca figured the president must had been trying a new tactic for some sort of confession. Like it was a bad cop/good cop type of thing, but Rebecca was innocent. She hadn't done anything wrong. They were mistaken and only wanted an excuse to send her out of America. She didn't speak.
"I want to extend my condolences for your loss firstly. I know it must be a difficult time for you." There was a pause and Miss Evans continued. "I assume you're worried about being taken back to Britain, but whatever Mr. Bancroft told you is no longer happening. You will be going back to Ilvermorny, but I do need your cooperation."
Rebecca, who had been mostly looking at the table, lifted her eyes to be leveled with Miss Evans. "What do you want from me?"
"Simple. I just need you to tell me everything about the attack."
Rebecca shuffled around. She tried to think back to how it began.
She could only remember Blake's death as clear as day. It was practically burned into her memories and etched onto her skull. From here, she started thinking backwards. From fighting Delphi herself, back to making sure Isabelle was safe, and the attack itself. Finally she started to explain the whole story. She only broke off when it came to talking about her godbrother's death. Miss Evans listened carefully and wrote everything down.
"Thank you for your cooperation, Rebecca." Miss Evans said as she finished her notes. "That will be all. I want you to find Mr. Potter and Mr. Malfoy in the lobby and I'll meet you there monetarily."
Rebecca stood up. The other witch in the room, who had been standing quietly nearby, opened the door for Rebecca and she walked out. The hallway was bright and it took a moment for her to adjust to the light. There was only one way to go and she followed the hallway to what must had been the lobby as she seen Albus and Malfoy sitting together. They seen her approach them. Albus jumped up first and wrapped her into a hug. Rebecca grasped back. Scorpius put a hand on her shoulder.
"I'm sorry about Blake." Albus said softly.
"Yeah. He didn't deserve it." Scorpius said.
Rebecca pulled back from Albus. She looked at him angrily. "She came for you two!"
Albus and Scorpius was taken aback.
"She wanted you two and had I not saved Albus, Blake would be alive."
Albus put his hands up in defense. "Whoa now. Hang on. Please don't blame us. It's not our fault she came here."
Rebecca took a second to think about how stupid she just sounded. She listened and relaxed. "I'm sorry... I'm just... So angry."
"It's okay." Scorpius said, though sounding a bit worried. "Happens to the best of us."
A few minutes later, Miss Evans arrived and had them follow her. They left what Rebecca realized was the Auror's Office. Now they were heading to the Floo Terminal as Miss Evans called it.
Just before they walked in, they ran into Mr. Bancroft. He sneered at them and approached Miss Evans.
"Exactly what do you think you're doing?" He growled at her.
"Doing my job." Miss Evans said politely.
Mr. Bancroft looked over to the teenagers. "If that's what you want to call it." He then walked on. Rebecca now understood where Vanessa got her hatred from.
"Right then." Miss Evans said as they approached a fireplace. She grabbed a handful of floo powder from a bowl and threw it into the fire. "In you go. This will take you straight to your head of house offices and you'll be escorted to the great hall for dinner."
"Where's my sister?" Rebecca asked.
"She's already there as well as the rest of your family, Albus." Miss Evans said.
Rebecca watched Scorpius step through the fire and disappear. Albus turned to Rebecca and said, "See you on the other side." Then he too stepped through. Rebecca swallowed hard. She wasn't scared to jump through the fire. She traveled the floo network at least a dozen times. It was facing the possibility of more problems with students, Vanessa specifically, and she wondered what she might do if her nemesis stepped out of line. Rebecca walked through with her eyes close. The cool green flames wrapped around her and she then opened her eyes to see Professor Codmen at his desk. He looked up and said, "Ah. I see they're going to let you stay after all. Good."
Rebecca was about to say good evening, but a sudden blur of blonde hair hit her with a hug.
"Becky!" Isabelle cried out in joy. Rebecca hugged her back. It was the best feeling in the world to see her again. However, the feeling died out as Isabelle began to sob. "Oh Becky. Blake. Why Blake? It's not fair! Please tell me it's not true..."
"I'm sorry, Issy..." Rebecca said, now she was in tears. It was devastating to listen to Isabelle cry. Rebecca's stomach felt as though it had been gutted. She had Isabelle look up at her. "Listen. He died a hero. He saved my life and many others. Promise me you will remember that forever."
"Al- always." Isabelle choked. Rebecca gripped her sister tight. She seen that Professor Codmen had not interjected into the conversation and she was glad for it.
After sometime, Professor Codmen escorted them to the great hall.