One day, nearly a year after leaving my husband, I come home from grocery shopping. I try to unlock the door, but it is already unlocked. I immediately think that the Death Eaters have found us again, so I storm in and rush around looking for evidence. Instead, all I see is a note on the counter.
"Dear Mum, For the past month, I've missed Dad so much. I've been thinking of what you said. I have decided that it's my fault Dad is dead. I'm the reason 'bad people' set our house on fire that night we had to run away. Now I'm running away. Don't try and find me. I'm only a curse to our family. Good bye forever, Scorpius"
"No..." I say under my breath. "No. I can't lose him, too." I turn and head back out the door but almost bump into the figure standing in the doorway.
"Long time, no see," said the woman with a sparkle in the familiar, ice blue eyes.
"Erica, how did you find me?" She stepped inside without my addmitting her, but at the moment, I couldn't have cared less. For starters, my son ran away and now my best friend from school stopped by after I had been on the run for a few years!
"I have my ways," she announces, proudly. The smirk on her face and the sadistic twinkle in her eyes make her look more Slytherin now than she did all those years ago. "Where are you going to fast? Late for a hot date?"
Tears sting my eyes as I realize the implication of my husband. I am quickly reminded of the problem at hand. "Scorpius ran away."
"What?" she nearly screams, stricken with horror. "Why?"
"He thinks Draco's death is his fault."
"He what? Draco's dead? I have missed so much..."
I explain what happened as tears flow freely down my face. Once she comforts me for a moment, we head out to find Scorpius.