This chapter will start out showing just how much Lila's life is in jeopardy from the people who stole her. As the story goes on, more detail will go into how Rolf accomplished faking his own daughter's death and his reasons for it. This chapter will also see Luna bonding with Draco's youngest child, Bree.

Early the next morning, Lila Richards got up from her bed, fighting not to cry out with every move she made. Her tiny body was covered in deep red welts from where her mother had beat her the night before. She had accidentally made her cousin Jeff, who had been teasing her, go flying into a tree. Her mother had gotten mad at her and dragged Lila into the house, up to her bedroom and proceeded to beat 'the evil' out of her.

The pain got to be too much so Lila laid back down on her bed and held her doll, Luna. Something had made her name the doll that after she was bought for her because of the pretty lady she always seemed to see in her dreams that had that same name. She also the same blond hair and blue eyes that Lila did as well as the doll. Lila sobbed as the pain of the beating she had gotten the night before was worse than the one she had received only two days earlier.

Lila didn't mean to make things move around the room or when she got mad, throw things at walls, it just happened. But every time her mother would scream, call her a child of the Devil and beat her until she couldn't move. She didn't feel like she was possessed by the devil, in fact, Lila paid attention in Sunday School and she knew in her heart that Jesus wouldn't want her to be beaten like this because of her magic. That he loved her even when she did things that she couldn't understand why it was happening.

She continued to cry and knew that her mummy would kill her with the next beating. Lila was ready for the pain to end and to go home to be with Jesus and the angels, who would take care of her and there would be no more pain.

The door to the room opened and her daddy walked in, sitting beside her on the bed. He must have just gotten home from his business trip and realized what had happened. When Daddy was home, mommy didn't hurt her because he protected her and seemed to almost understand that strange things seemed to happen around her.

As he watched Lila fall asleep, Trevor Richards ran a hand through his thick dark brown hair and wished again that he had never listened to his old friend, Rolf. That he had never taken this little girl from her real family, who would have understood what was happening to her because they were just like her.

Millie and her family's insane religious views, which very fanatical even compared to the most conservative of Christians, were going to kill this child. Trevor couldn't bear the thought of that happening because this little girl had brightened his world as his wife had made him more miserable by the day.

He had to figure out how to get her back to her real mother or Lila Scamander would die and it would destroy him to see that happen. He would rather lose her to her birth mother than have Lila taken from this world because of his wife's insanity.

Trevor quietly left the room, went downstairs to his study, and over to the safe that Millie didn't know about. He pulled out an envelope that had everything he needed to prove who Lila really was and took deep breath before leaving to go back upstairs. He wrapped a blanket around Lila, made sure that Luna wasn't left behind and scooped her up into his arms.

After sneaking down the stairs, making sure to not wake up the other members of the household that were still in their beds, Trevor walked out the front door. After making sure that Lila was properly restrained into her car seat, he got behind the wheel, started the car and left, driving away for the last time from the house. At least in the wizarding world, Millie, being a muggle, would never find them or be able to hurt the little girl in the back seat ever again.

Luna woke up to the sound of a baby crying and left her bed, going into the room next door to hers where Bree was lying in her crib. The baby was in full blown temper, wanting her bottle and not wanting to wait for it. Luna felt her heart melt at the quivering lower lip and the pale face turning red. Unable to help herself, she reached down into the bed and picked the infant up.

"It's okay, little one. I'm sure Teensy will be right here with your bottle. How about we got over here and sit in the rocker while we wait?" Luna spoke gently to the baby and smiled at her, finding herself falling in love with the infant in her arms. Although it made her miss Lila and wish that her little girl had survived, that she had been able to cuddle with and rock her the way she was right now with Draco's daughter.

Bree instantly stopped screaming and looked up at Luna as if she could understand every word she was saying to her. She cuddled into Luna's chest and started to babble at Luna, as if she trying to talk back to her.

Draco, who had woke up and was coming to get Bree, watched from the doorway for a few seconds before stepping into the room. He smiled at Luna, who was continuing to rock Bree as Teensy popped into the room. She handed the bottle to Luna so she could feed Bree, who took it and let the baby start to drink from it.

"Luna, you need to know what happened after you fell asleep last night," Draco paused, unsure of how to tell her what Lysander had revealed to him.

"What happened?"

"Lysander had a nightmare that was so bad he was screaming and woke up the other boys in the room with him. I went to him and he told me what the nightmare was about. It was something that he witnessed that no little boy should ever see his father do to his mother."

"Draco..."

"When did Rolf rape you, Luna?"'

Luna started to shake to the point the Bree was starting to whine and Draco knew he had to get Teensy in here, quickly.

"Teensy!"

In an instant the house elf appeared into the room and took note of the situation, instantly moving to take Bree out of Luna's arms. She rocked the baby gently to calm her down before giving her the bottle back.

Draco walked over to where Luna was sitting and gently moved her out of the chair. He took her across the hall to his own bedroom, locking the door and putting up a spell to give them some privacy. He watched her as she continued to shake and regretted the way he had approached her with what Lysander had revealed to him. He slowly walked over to her and gently took her into his arms.

"I'm sorry. I'm a bloody idiot. I shouldn't have said that the way I did and not while you were feeding my daughter."

He stopped short by the sight of Luna smiling up at him and it made him curious as to what had made her do that in the face of what he had to make her so upset.

"The Draco Malfoy I went to school with would have never apologized to anybody. In fact, I don't think I have even heard you apologize to Ron for the smart ass comments that you have made at him for the last two days. I didn't think that word was in your vocabulary."

"When it comes to someone that matters to me, I put aside my pride and apologize. You, my children and my parents are the only ones that I have ever apologized to, Luna." He rested his chin on the top of her head, and caressed her back softly.

"I'm not ready to talk about what happened to me right now. I need to focus on my sons and maybe see about making an appointment with a counselor who can help us make peace with all of the nonsense Rolf put us through."

"That's a good idea. I might do that with Scorpius and myself." Draco hesitated for a second before telling her something else that he knew would upset her. "Harry talked to me last night about something else that your husband might have done to cause you pain. There is reason to believe that Lila might actually be alive."

"That's not bloody funny, Draco!" she snapped at him, pulling harshly away from him. She turned her back on him and wouldn't look in his direction.

"I'm not joking. I wouldn't joke about something like this! You told me that Lila just suddenly stopped moving. Do you remember what happened before you noticed that something was wrong? Can you access that memory so we can look at in a pensieve? It might give us a clue as to what might have happened."

"Draco, I can't let myself believe that this is true because if it all turns out to be a trick, it will kill me to get my heart broken like that again." Luna had tears in her eyes as she sat down on the couch that was in the bedroom.

"I understand. I shouldn't have told you and then when she was found, we could have brought her home to you but I didn't want there to be any secrets between us. I have been apart of too many deceptions in my lifetime already and I don't want that with you."

"I'll give you the memory of that day, but I don't want to see it. I trust you, Draco to find what you are looking for and tell me if he did do something to me."

"Okay."

Luna extracted the memory with her wand and he caught it in a small glass container that he had on his dresser, which was right inside the door going into the hallway. He then took it over to his own personal pensieve that was locked in a cabinet that was across from the couch in the room where Luna was sitting. He put the memory into it and placed his face into the water.

Amber was still asleep beside Kyle, when her cellphone started to ring. She opened her eyes, got out of the bed and walked over to the desk, where it was plugged into the charger. When she saw that it was Mac calling her back, hope filled her heart that maybe he would have good news for her.

"Mac, please tell me you have some good news that I can give to Luna."

"Amber, the information is being sent to you by email. The people that you are looking for live two hours outside of London and there is picture of the little girl included. Let me know what happens and when you will be back."

"I will, thank you for all of your help."

"Are you sure you don't want any of us to come to London and be there for you at your cousin's funeral?"

"Thank you for offering but no. I'll be fine and as soon as I make sure Lila is back with her mother and I answer some questions about having to shoot Dennis Creevy, I'll be on my way back. Thank you, Mac."

"You're welcome. Let any of us know if you need anything else before you leave London."

"I will."

Amber closed her phone, sat it back down on the desk and looked over at Kyle, who had woke up and was watching her. She smiled at him before sitting down at the desk and opening her laptop which had been sitting beside her phone.

"As soon as I look at this file, we need to get dressed and get to the Ministry. I need to talk to Harry and see how he wants to proceed in getting Lila back to her mother."

Amber opened her email account and after finding the file, opened it. She gasped in shock at the picture of the little girl, making Kyle come over to her side and his jaw dropped at the sight of the little girl in the picture. It was like looking at what Luna would have most and likely looked like at five years old.

"We need to go and see Harry, right now," Amber said to Kyle, who nodded his head in understanding.

They both rushed to get dressed, not aware of the fact at that very moment, Trevor was on the Knight Bus, holding Lila in his arms. After driving down the road for a couple of miles, he had abandoned his car and called for the only way of transportation he knew would get him into London very quickly. He would also keep any muggle authorities that Millie called after him from ever finding him. He couldn't take the risk of the precious little girl in his arms of ever going back to where the next beating could be fatal.

AN: Everybody will be on a collision course to meet at the Ministry Of Magic where mother and daughter will be reunited. It will also take both Draco and all of her friends to keep Luna from going after Millie when she sees the welts on her daughter's body. Proving that the most dangerous creature of any species is a mother protecting her children.

The reason Trevor knows about the Ministry Of Magic is that he is a squib. He will also have his own explaining to do as to why he didn't take Lila away from the abuse she has endured a lot sooner than what he did.