A/N: Thank you to everyone who`s followed this story so far!This has been a great year, and it`s been hard to let this one go. It`s has been wonderful, writing this, and I definitely feel older and wiser now than I was when I first started this story.

I`d recommend rereading The Death Toll after this, it will have more meaning to it. Also, if you liked this story, I`d recommend reading some of the other things I`ve written in the same story line, like The Black Files (about Katie`s aunt, James and the Marauders, Lily, and their friends), The Clichéd Challenge (featuring Lily and James), and A Simple Melody (Staring Melody, a character featured heavily in The Black Files and is minorly referenced in this).

Now that I`ve said my goodbyes, I`m proud to present…

Seventh Year

"I wonder if Dean`s alright." Seamus said for the five hundredth time that week, his best friend never far from his mind.

Rachel put her arm around her boyfriend reassuringly. "They rescued him, remember? It was on Potterwatch the other night…"

"But what if he`s been caught again since then? He won`t stay safe forever."

"You can`t think like that now. You`ll drive yourself mad with all there is to worry about. Yes, Dean, Katie, Luna, and lots of other people are out there and could be attacked at any moment, but they are not defenseless. They`re part of the DA, and the DA was made to be able to fight back. They might not be necessarily guaranteed safe today, or tomorrow, or even a week from now, but we just have to keep hoping and the day will come when Harry will come back and defeat You-Know-Who, and then everyone will be happy and safe."

"Thanks, Rae."

"No problem. Just please promise me you won`t stop hoping. It`s all we`ve got left."

"Okay. I promise, Elle. For you."

"Thank you."

"Neville should be back by now…" Seamus said, looking nervously at the tunnel entrance.

"I`m sure Aberforth just gave him a lot of food to carry back, and he`s just weighed down." Rachel said, not taking her eyes off of where Neville should have appeared several minutes ago.

"He`s usually very quick about it…"

Rachel looked around at their little renegade camp; they were all tired, raggedy, and bruised. "Should one of us go after him to see if he`s alright?"

"We should give him a few more minutes." Hannah said, joining them. "Oh, Rach, what happened to your cheek? And your arm!"

Rachel turned away. "Everyone`s hurt, Hannah. Why does it matter? Seamus is worse."

Seamus, who himself had a black eye, grabbed Rachel`s chin and made her face him. "Elle, please tell me you didn`t go out and run into a Carrow. Why did you go out there?"

"Susan Bones was worried about her sister, who was still staying in the common room, so I rescued her and a couple others who wanted to come."

"That doesn`t answer my other question. Who did this to you?"

"Honestly, Seamus, I`m fine. I ran into Alecto, but we managed to get into the passage on the fourth floor before anyone got severely hurt."

"You got hurt. Was it Cruciatus?" Hannah pointed out.

Rachel sighed. "It`s not a big d-"

"Look who it is! Didn`t I tell you?"

Everyone turned to see Neville emerging from the passage to Hogsmeade with Harry, Ron, and Hermione at his side.

"HARRY!" Seamus yelled. Everyone jumped up and rushed over to them, mobbing the heroes, shouting, congratulating them. Rachel beamed. Everything was going to be okay.

Everyone in this room's been fighting and they've been driven in here because the Carrows were hunting them down. Everyone in here's proven they're loyal to Dumbledore—loyal to you." Neville was telling Harry. Seamus gave Rachel a worried glance. Why couldn`t Harry see they were ready to fight for him, die for him even?

"Look," Harry started, when suddenly two more people climbed out of the passage.

"We got your message, Neville! Hello, you three, I thought you must be here!" Dean called as he looked around the room. Rachel`s heart leapt at the sight of her friend.

Seamus roared with happiness and sprinted over to hug him.

Luna, who`d been behind Dean, started chatting with Harry and Neville while Rachel joined her two best friends.

"You two look completely battered. What happened?"

Rachel covered up her arm. "Carrows."

"We heard about the snatchers, mate. You`re lucky to get outta that one."

"If it hadn`t been for Harry, I don`t think I`d be here." Dean replied, nodding towards the Boy Who Just Kept On Living And Saving People.

The Weasleys and Lee Jordan came through the wall, causing another loud cheer to erupt.

Rachel looked around. "I suppose this means it`ll all be over very soon. Everyone`s coming back, which means…"

"…Something big is about to happen." Seamus finished. For the first time in weeks, Rachel saw hope, pure and true in her boyfriend`s eyes.

"It`s going to be brilliant." Rachel beamed, standing on her toes to kiss him.

"Terrific." Dean interjected. "I know this is a big moment and all, but you guys had all year to snog while I wasn`t around, so can you please keep it to a minimum, for when it`s really necessary now, in front of me?"

"Sorry mate." Seams said, and Rachel smiled sheepishly.

"You've got to stop this!" Harry was shouting Neville. "What did you call them all back for? This is insane—"

"We're fighting aren't we?" interrupted Dean, holding his fake Galleon. "The message said Harry was back, and we were going to fight! I'll have to get a wand, though—"

"You haven't got a wand—?"Seamus started.

"It`s a long story."

"KATIE!" Rachel tackled her best friend as soon as she stepped down into the room.

"Hey, you! Did I miss anything good?"

"Nah, just a couple insane teachers and some midnight graffiti escapades."

Katie looked around. "No sign of…?"

"No Slytherins joined up with the DA while you were away, if that`s what you mean."

The boys joined them, and a group hug ensued. "Dean Thomas! I heard you had a run in with some snatchers at Malfoy Manner!"

"Eh, I managed to fight my way outta that one."

Seamus guffawed. "With no wand?"

"Tooth and nail, mate."

"More like Potter came and got you out." Rachel chuckled.

"Psh. I had it all under control by the time he swooped in."

Rachel stood with her friends as they waited for the battle to begin.

"Those fifth years shouldn`t be staying, they`re going to get themselves killed." Parvati said in a hushed voice.

Dean chuckled darkly. "We`re all going to get killed, Par. That`s kinda the point, hence the morbid air and all."

"McGonagall will probably make the younger students leave, soon enough." Katie said.

"Rae, look! That`s your dad, isn't it? Up there, over by the teachers?" Seamus pointed.

Rachel beamed proudly. "Yeah, That`s him. He`s an auror."

"That`s my aunt next to him!" Katie said, waving. Her aunt winked back at her, and nudged Rachel`s dad. He nodded at his daughter, eyes full of pride.

Suddenly, a voice that seemed to come from inside the ancient walls themselves made their smiles fade.

Lydia almost didn`t recognize her sister.

When the voice ended, she found spotted Rachel across the Great Hall. She was bruised and cut, like most of the other students, but her head was held high. Despite what was going on, she carried herself with Lydia-like confidence. Even though she no longer resembled the first year girls who`d held their mother`s hand on Platform 9 ¾, she was still the striking mirror image of her sister.

Three seats down from Lydia, Pansy Parkinson stood up, pointing at Harry. "But he's there! Potter's there! Someone grab him!"

The Gryffindors stood in front of Harry, shielding him from the Slytherin`s vision. The Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs stood as well, showing their support. Lydia just started at Pansy, wondering if she would have offered Lydia up to Voldemort if she was the one he asked for. Potter was no friend of theirs, but there was a bond between students, a certain code. Besides, he was the only one who could stop the madness.

"Thank you, Miss Parkinson," said Professor McGonagall snidely. "You will leave the Hall first with Mr. Filch. If the rest of your House could follow."

Lydia`s house stood, and she felt herself being pushed out, ushered away from the hall, the resistance, and her sister. She tried to elbow her way back into the hall, but younger students from the other houses were in her way, swarming reluctantly after the Slytherins.

Tracey Davis, Lydia`s best friend and roommate, appeared at her shoulder. "You staying to fight?"

"Yeah. Don`t you just hate how they assume that none of us want to stay?" Lydia called back over the voices of hundreds of first through sixth years who were being led upstairs.

"Over here." Tracey and Lydia steered themselves through the mob. When they finally broke free, the pair sprinted down the vacant halls.

Lydia pushed aside a tapestry and tapped the wall with her wand. "Come on, short cut."

"You are going to fight on Potter`s side, right?" Tracey asked.

Lydia smirked. "`Course I am, I was part of the original DA, remember? What about you?"

Tracey blew stray hair out of her face as they ran down the darkened passage. "I`m with Potter on this one too."

For a while, it was only the pounding of their feet and the beating of their hearts, until Lydia said, "I hope Blake gets out alright."

Blake was Tracey`s little brother, in fifth year.

Tracey increased her pace. "He`s a smart kid. He`ll know to get to Hogsmeade and stay safe. Is your sister…?"

"She`s in the hall with everyone else." Lydia tapped the wall at the end of the passage and it slid aside, revealing the main corridor.

The girls sprinted as fast as they could to the Great Hall, and skidded to a stop at the giant doors.

Tracey threw open the doors, and Lydia sighed in disappointment. Everyone had already left, gone to their posts to await the Death Eaters.

"The front gates," Lydia said suddenly, "They would have sent a group to guard the front gates."

The girls took off down the empty hallow halls, sliding around corners until they were out the front door of the school and sprinting across the grounds towards a group led by Arthur Weasley. Behind Arthur, Ernie McMillian raised his wand, recognizing Tracey and concluding which twin Lydia was.

"They`re Slytherins, come back to fight alongside the Death Eaters! STUPEFY!"

Lydia was faster. "Protego!"

"We`re on your side! Stop!" Tracey shouted. The pair halted as more wands were pointed at them. Lydia noticed sadly that Rachel and her friends were not in this patrol.

"I`m part of the DA!" Lydia remembered, holding up her hands in the universal sign for surrender. "We`re honestly on your side."

Ernie scoffed. "Your sister`s in the DA, not you."

Lydia reached into her pocket and pulled out the fake galleon necklace she`d once thrown at Rachel. "I got a message that we were going to fight because Harry was back. I`m part of the DA and Tracey`s with me, and besides, you need people on your side, so it really doesn't matter whether you like me and my friend or not or you just think we`re scum because we`re Slytherin and another Slytherin wanted to hand Potter over. We`re fighting with you. If you want to discriminate against us because we`re pureblood Slytherins, you might want to rethink who`s side you`re on, because last time I checked, the discriminatory jerks were with Voldemort. Yeah, that`s right, I said it. Get over it."

Lydia put the necklace around her neck and stared at Arthur Weasley, waiting to see what he would say.

After a long pause, Arthur smiled and lowered his wand slightly, the others behind him mimicking his motions (minus the smiling for most of them).

"You`re welcome to fight with us any day, Ms.…."

"Williamson. Lydia Williamson. My friend Tracey will be fighting alongside me."

"Naturally."

The girls joined the group, wands at the ready.

Tracey turned to her friend, a ghost of a smile on her lips. "That was pretty amazing."

"It was, wasn`t it?" Lydia whispered back, returning the smile. "I think I scared those guys in the back badly."

"He`s probably a Hufflepuff." Tracey snickered.

"Dean, watch out!" Rachel screamed as a curse missed his arm by inches. She tossed him her wand, and Katie cast a shield charm around Rachel.

Dean pointed Rachel`s wand at the masked offender. "Expelliarmus!" He caught the second wand and tossed Rachel her wand back. "Thanks!"

"Katie, cover me, I`m going out and down the stairs."

"Got you. Petrificus Totalus."

Rachel dodged stray spells and ran out onto the grounds, which were littered with duelers.

A tall Death Eater, Mulciber, hit Rachel with a dose of the Cruciatus Curse.

"OI! Stupif-" Katie started to yell, but got hit in the leg with a curse and collapsed, almost dropping her wand. She gasped and tried again, pain visible on her face. "St-"

"INCENDIO!" roared Seamus, lighting Mulciber`s robes on fire. He rushed over to his friends and helped them up.

Rachel was pale, her breathing was ragged, and there were tears in her eyes that were dangerously close to falling. "Tha-Stupefy!-thank you."

"Flipendo!" Katie shouted, knocking the flaming Death Eater backwards into the path of another dueling pair. "You look terrible." She commented to Seamus, who was much bloodier and beat up (It hadn't seemed possible before) than he had been last they`d seen him.

"It`s only a flesh wound. You girls alright?"

"We`re fine. I`ve built up a bit of tolerance to Cruciatus from the Carrows." Rachel said, pretending that it hadn`t just felt like her soul was being painfully ripped from her body.

A killing curse missed the trio by mere inches, and Katie and Rachel started dueling the woman who`d cursed Katie. Seamus ran off to go expel some dementors.

Katie shot first. "Petrificus Totalus."

"Protego!" The woman yelled back.

"Expelliarmus!" Rachel missed.

"Furnunculus."

The woman focused on Katie. "Crucio!"

Katie fell to her knees, and Rachel could tell this was her friend`s first experience with this spell. Rachel panicked as Katie managed to gasp out screams of agony.

Rachel reacted instinctively, forgetting her wand and shouting as she shielded her best friend by stepping into the path of the curse. "Leave her alone!"

"NO!" Rachel heard Katie`s voice over her own cries that erupted. "Expelliarmus! Expelliarmus!" Rachel couldn`t see, but she could tell Katie was still dizzy and couldn`t focus on the Death Eater Woman.

"Flipendo! Stupefy!" A strong voice behind the girls shouted as Katie staggered to her feet.

Rachel blinked until she could see clearly, and looked behind her. Katie was smiling as best she could at the moment, and standing next to her was a tall woman with long dark hair and a kind smile.

"Rachel, this is my aunt the auror, the one I was talking about earlier."

Katie and her aunt helped Rachel to her feet.

"Thanks for that, but stop being such a Gryffindor, I don`t want you to get seriously hurt for me."

"Rachel Williamson? You`re a Gryffindor, huh? Figures," Katie`s aunt said, "I had a friend like you once. She saved my life." She smiled at the memory of her friend. "I just wish…That I`d been able to stop her from taking that spell."

"Thank you." Rachel said quietly.

"No problem. You`re a good kid, you`re just too much like your aunt for your own good. She was a great woman, and she`d be proud of you. Just remember, challenges are made to be overcome, but that doesn`t mean you should blindly accept every challenge without knowing the consequences. Your dad says hi, by the way." Katie`s aunt winked and disappeared into the thick of the battle.

"Cool aunt." Rachel said as she blocked a spell.

"She`s the best." Katie replied, stunning her opponent, "And she`s right. I appreciate it, but I don`t know what I would do if you died intersecting a spell meant for me."

"Is that what happened to your aunt`s friend?"

"Yeah. They were a little older than us..."

"What was her name?"

"Um, Melody, I think."

"Melody, as in …?"

"As in what?"

"Oh, nothing, just… my dad had a half-sister, my Aunt Melody, who died in the first wizarding war."

The girls glanced off in the direction in which Katie`s aunt had gone.

"Do you think…?"

"EXPECTO PATRONUM!" bellowed Lydia, focusing on a memory of her and Rachel at the beach in third year. A silvery hedgehog leapt from her wand.

Lydia helped up the boy who`d almost gotten his soul sucked out. "Thanks, Rach. I was sick the day Harry taught us how to ward Dementors off."

She was about to just pretend she was Rachel, but then she remembered the promise she`d made after the last time she`d done that. "I`m Lydia, actually, Rachel`s sister. You`d have known that if you`d shown up at the DA meeting that day, because Rachel`s patronus is an owl."

"Oh." The boy was stunned, and obviously had no idea what to say back.

"You don`t have to act so scared. I don`t bite."

"Sorry…that was pretty cool of you to save me."

"Why wouldn`t I?"

She stunned a giant spider that had been climbing up the hill towards them.

"I don`t know. You just seem…" The boy turned towards the oncoming storm of arachnids and helped to fend them off.

"Seem what? Are you prejudiced against Slytherins?"

"No, no, just everyone always says you`re pretty much-"

"Evil?"

"No. Untouchable."

"That`s dumb."

The boy shrugged. "It`s just what I`ve heard."

"What`s your name, kid?"

"Jackson McMillian."

"As in Ernie`s little brother? Aren`t you too young to fight? I thought all the fifth years were evacuated."

"Most of them were." Jackson winked, knowing Lydia would keep his secret.

"I snuck back too, since they tried to get rid of all the Slytherins despite the fact that some of us actually wanted fight against the Death Eaters. You`d better not let your brother see you, or he`ll send you straight to Hogsmeade."

Jackson smirked and blasted away another round of spiders. "I`d like to see him try. Does your sister know you`re here?"

"I doubt it. We don`t exactly get along."

"Sibling rivalries?"

"Something like that."

"You should find her, now`s not the time to fight about who`s the fastest or who has the better house or whatever."

"Are you seriously giving me advice about getting along with my sister at a time like this?"

"Depends. Do you feel advised?"

Lydia laughed and shock her head in disbelief. "You`re an odd little kid, you know that McMillian?"

"And you`re not the person everyone says you are, not really. You`re kind and brave, angelic, almost…"

Lydia tried to punch him in the shoulder, but he ducked out of the way, laughing.

"A very gusty, stupid, odd little kid."

"Where are you going?" Jackson said, as Lydia started up towards the castle, into the center of the fight.

"I`m going to find my sister. See you after the battle, you little bratty psychologist."

"Ha! Good luck, Angel. After this is all over, meet me by the Ravenclaw table in the Great Hall and tell me how it went."

The kid was defiantly the smartest fifth year she'd ever met, Lydia thought begrudgingly as she set off in search of Rachel, the fake galleon hitting her chest right above her heart as she ran.

One hour.

He`d given them one hour.

Rachel was huddled in the Great Hall with the others, wondering what was going to happen. Around her, Katie, Hannah, Dean all didn`t said a word. She knew their eyes, like hers, were searching through the piles of the dead in the center of the room, looking for those missing from the hall.

Susan Bones wasn`t among the dead, neither was Neville, nor Ernie. Rachel recognized Adam Bennet, who had been a sixth year Gryffindor who must have snuck back to the castle to fight.

She knew Lydia wouldn`t be there. Lydia was far gone, having been sent away with the rest of the Slytherins.

Finally, Rachel spotted Seamus –alive and well, although extremely bashed-up. He was limping slightly as he walked into the Great Hall with Neville.

Rachel beamed, despite the death, sadness, and war all around her. He was alive, alright, and that was the only thing she was focused on as Rachel ran across the room and fell into her boyfriend`s arms.

"I`m so glad you`re safe."

Rachel couldn`t tell who said it. She was enveloped in his arms, the only thing that kept out the darkness and the pain.

Out of respect for the dead, the two walked out of the room and into the empty hall outside.

"Do you think Harry`s got a plan?"

"Merlin, I hope so. I`d be willing to die for him, but I was kind of hoping it wouldn`t come to that."

"I don`t think everyone`s going to die."

"What do you mean? You think Harry`s got a secret weapon or something?"

"No, well maybe, but it`s just when I woke up this morning, on my hammock in the Room of Requirement, I looked over at you across the room. You were still sleeping, and you looked so peaceful, so happy and pure and serene, something I hadn`t in a longtime, not since before Dumbledore died. And I knew something wonderful was going to happen today. It reminded me that good things still existed, and life would get better. When Harry, Dean, and Katie came back, I had that same feeling. Terrible things happen, but every morning the sun rises and people smile and laugh. There is so much still left to live for, so many things that still need to happen! We can`t die yet! Life isn`t fair, but that doesn`t mean it can`t be good."

"What do you want to do before you die?"

Rachel looked away for a moment, the fire in her eyes dimming a bit. "I want things to be like they used to be with me and Lydia again. I want get my sister back."

She looked back up at him. "What do you want to do?"

Seamus just smiled and brought his lips to hers in response, as if it was inevitable.

In that moment, Rachel and Seamus were blissfully free of the sorrow and the pain haunting the castle as they shared the kiss that, unbeknownst to them at the time, was to be their last.

Forty-seven minutes, now.

Rachel was making it really hard for Lydia to take Jackson`s advice.

First, she walked past the lines of the dead, checking to make sure her twin wasn`t among the corpses. Next, Lydia, enlisting the help of Tracey, searched every inch of the Great Hall. Tracey asked Katie where Rachel was (Lydia didn`t like the way Katie looked at Lydia as if she were worse than Voldemort), but Katie just shrugged.

When she noticed Jackson walk in to the Great Hall, Lydia didn`t bother to update him, partially because there was no progress, partially because he was talking to Katie, who looked positively furious at the fact that he was here.

In the end, Lydia ended up slumped against the wall next to Tracey, wondering if finding her sister was the best idea at a time like this. It might just make Rachel cry.

When Seamus and Rachel rejoined their friends, Katie momentarily stopped scolding Ernie's little brother (who took the opportunity to run off) and pointed a finger at Rachel.

"You. Somebody was asking about you…"

"Who was it?"

"Oh, it`s right on the tip of my tongue…..erg, Jackson made me forget…..Oi, Dean, come `ere."

Dean shuffled over. "What`s up?"

"What`s that girl`s name that came over asking about Rachel?"

"The red head? Oh, I know this…give me a minute."

"I can see her face, I just forgot her name."

"It`s not Lauren, is it?"

"No, no, she`s that other one…she`s got a little brother, Blake."

"Crista?"

"No. Why can I remember her brother`s name but not hers?"

"Wait, I think I know the one…starts with a 'T', I think…"

"Yeah, that`s the one!"

"Tara?"

"Thalia?"

"Tasha?"

"Tawny?"

"Tally?"

"Tuesday?"

"Now you`re just being ridiculous."

"Taylor? I defiantly know which one you mean. She`s a Slytherin…"

Seamus narrowed his eyes. "Wait, she`s Slytherin? I though all the Slytherins left."

"Evidently not….Trixie?"

"Tracey." Rachel whispered.

Dean and Katie threw their hands up and roared in unison, "That`s it!"

"She`s Lydia`s friend, isn`t she?"

"How`d she get back?"

"Should we tell someone a Slytherin got back?"

Katie shook her head. "She`s fighting for us, apparently."

"Why was she looking for me?"

"I haven`t a clue, mate. I don`t even know where she went."

"Speaking of disappearing acts, has anyone seen Potter?"

Harry Potter was dead, yet the battle raged on.

Lydia easily deflected a curse, not really focusing on fighting. Jackson`s words still rang in her head, the truth pounding around in her skull.

She had to talk to Rachel. She had to find her, apologize before anything could happen. Like she had promised Rachel`s annoying boyfriend, Lydia was going to be there when it mattered. Just as soon as she found Rachel, that is.

A curse hit her side, and Lydia turned away in pain, squeezing her eyes shut.

When Lydia opened them, she saw her.

Across the hall, backed practically into a corner, Rachel was locked in a duel with a tall, snarly Death Eater.

Weaving thought the mass of people between them, Lydia kept her eyes locked on her twin.

Less than ten feet away, Lydia saw a particularly nasty spell narrowly miss her sister.

"RACHEL!"

Rachel glanced up to see who`d screamed her name.

"I`m sorry!"

Rachel`s jaw dropped. The Death Eater saw the opportunity.

"Avada Kedavra!"

It happened in less than an instant, but in that instant, time seemed to slow.

Lydia`s eyes widened in shock.

Rachel`s eyes widened in shock.

A wand was dropped.

The girl`s eyes met.

Rachel remembered the promise she`d made to her mother before going on the Hogwarts Express the very first time. "I`ll be strong, I promise. For Lyd."

So she stayed strong.

Rachel`s eyes shut.

A body hit the ground.

One sister`s heart stopped beating.

The other sister`s heart broke.

Rachel opened her eyes, heard the shouts and noise of the battle around her, saw the world still moving.

Was this what it was like to be dead?

Was she a ghost?

Why did everything still hurt so much?

She saw the laughing Death Eater.

She looked for Lyd.

She looked for Lyd.

No, this wasn`t right.

She looked down.

Rachel went numb.

Her legs gave out.

She fell to the floor next to the broken body of her twin.

No.

Rachel put her hand to Lydia`s wrist, searching for a pulse that wasn`t there.

No.

Her vision blurred, and through the tears, Rachel caught sight of something around her sister`s neck.

A chain. A very familiar chain. Rachel pulled out the fake galleon attached to the chain, and felt the other fake galleon around her own neck burn against her skin.

More tears fell.

"Lydie."

There was so much more Rachel had wanted to say. She hadn`t even gotten to tell her sister she was sorry.

Now Rachel understood why Katie`s aunt had told her not to jump in front of spells to save the people she loved.

It was because it only hurt them more.

Rachel looked up at the Death Eater, her grief transforming into pure, concentrated hatred.

In a DA meeting, Harry had once told them that the unforgivable curses only worked if you really meant it.

Rachel really meant it.

She raised her wand, pointing it straight at the Death Eater`s heart.

"Avada Kedavra."

Rachel`s lips hadn`t moved. She hadn`t formed her thoughts into words yet, but the very spell she had in mind was cast, only by her opponent.

It was headed straight for her, and this time, her twin was not there to save her. Besides, Rachel really didn`t want to be saved.

Rachel didn`t close her eyes.

She looked down at her sister, held her head up high with brave determination in the true Gryffindor fashion, and smiled, welcoming the new adventure to come.