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Chapter 9

"Finding What was Lost."

My mother was back in my life. I didn't understand this. How can she even still be alive? Last thing I thought was that she died by the hands of the wolves like my father. My mother kept some distance from me. I guess she could tell I was still having some trouble here. Most of the time she was out on the roof. I didn't understand that at all. Other times she would be in her raven form outside soaring around.

At the moment she was a raven circling the house. I was in the attic watching her out the window. She was even beautiful as a bird. Soon I heard footsteps coming up the sairs. George comes up and sits beside me.

"Having fun?" he asks.

"You could say that. I'm just so confused. I thought she was dead. I don't even know how she's here."

"Why don't you ask her." commented George.

"Your kidding right?" I glared at him.

"Well, I know you've had your differences, but you want to know more. I can see it in your eyes." I smacked him the head.

"What was that for?"

"I hate it when your right."

"Good, so you'll ask her?"

"Maybe, now don't bug me I'm busy sulking." He laughed and left me to my business. I still kept my eyes on the bird. How could she be here? She's still hiding something. I can feel it. I sighed and went downstairs. Fleur was downstairs washing dishes. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were out.

"Are you alright?" she asked.

"I've been in better moods."

"Your thinking about your mother aren't you?" she asked.

"Of course. She's still alive and I don't understand. There is still to much I don't understand and I'm ready to explode!"

"Easy dear, just go talk to her."

"Great, you sound like George."

"That's a scary thought." she said. I sighed again and went outside. I watched the beautiful bird as it flew. Then the bird landed and my mother stood before me.

"Do you need something dear?"

"Yes. How are you alive?" I asked. Her eyes grew.

"Pardon me?"

"How are you alive. I thought the wolves killed you. In my dreams the wolves are always diving at you. I thought you died with father. So how are you still alive?" She was silent for a moment. I could see she was pondering her response. Since she didn't speak up yet I spoke.

"Don't even think about lying. I can see that look in your eyes."

"I've done enough lying and hiding to last a life time. I'm just trying to think how to put this."

"Just spit it out already."

"Alright. You've heard the story about me and John of course. It all started when your father was killed when you were nine. He kept you and I alive. Before he died he put a protection spell on the two of us. It faded when you turned seventeen. That last dream you had didn't show it all. When the wolf dove at us we automatically teleported to London. That's all. But I never staid that far away from John, and thankfully with your fathers spell in play John could never smell me coming. I always tried to get him off your trail or find someway to kill him. I did once offer him my blood for your but he would have easily just killed me to get to you." Now I know the story. Even after death my father kept us safe.

"What was dad like?" I asked.

"He was amazing. He was so gentle and caring, but in the same way he always knew how to make me smile." Sounds like someone I know.

"He really does sound great." I smiled.

"He was, I hope you find someone like him one day. Someone strong, caring, sweet, loyal, and funny."

"I think I already have." I smiled. I started thinking about George.

"Is it one of those red headed twins?" she asked. I started to blush.

"How did you know?" she laughed.

"A mother always knows, and you kind of just told me. George right? I think he is someone worth fighting for." I couldn't help myself. I ran and wrapped my arms around my mom.

"I love you mom."

"I love you to Gracie." I went back into the house and she went back to circling it. Fred and George came down.

"Make up with your mom?" asked Fred.

"Ya, I have to say I did." I gave George a big hug.

"What's this for? He asked

"It's for you." I smiled. I could see Fred in the corner of my eye smile.

"Thank you." sad George after I release him.

"No, thank you." I leaned in and kissed his cheek.

"Gracie and Georgie sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G." sang Fred and Ginny. We both just blushed as George smacked Fred in the back of the head and I smacked Ginny.

"Your just jealous." we both said in unison.

"What ever you say." laughed Fred as he went back upstairs with Ginny. Fleur was just watching us with a smile on her face.

"what are you staring at?" asked George.

"Oh nothing." she turned back around and finished the dishes.

"So, you find out anything good from your mom?" he asked.

"ya, I did. I found out my father was still protecting us even after death."

"Your father must have been a good man then."

"He was."

"Your must be getting your memories back." stated George.

"I actually think I am. I'm starting to remember thing before. But I will tell you this now. My father sacrificed himself to keep my mother and I safe. I will not lose this war, and I wont lose you or your family." George smiled and kissed my forehead.

"And we wont lose you." My memories are coming back to me, and for once I feel whole. I wont lose to these wolves. I wont lose my mom and my new family. I will win this war and win back what was lost.