Katy read aloud from the enchanted parchment she was holding.

'Nymphadora Tonks?' She questioned, glancing at Liam, as they paced a Muggle high street in London.

'I think she's a part of the Order. I've heard her name a few times,' he thought about the name for a while longer. 'isn't she Bellatrix's cousin?'

'Something like that,' Katy replied absentmindedly. 'but why are we here? I mean, why are we wandering around some Muggle town? She's hardly going to be here!'

'Katy, leave it. I know you want to run around a bit, but you know it takes time,' Liam explained with a sigh. 'and according to the directions, we need to find Barclay Avenue… apparently she's living there with her boyfriend… fiancé or whatever that half-breed is to her.'

'Cut it out, Liam.'

'Sorry.'

Katy took a few paces ahead of Liam. He got carried away with the job. They were supposed to remain impassive, and not let any of their views cloud their judgement. Liam had always found that difficult. Under normal circumstances, these times were anything but, Katy wouldn't even have been friends with Liam. It would have been highly unlikely. Katy had been in Hufflepuff, and Liam in Slytherin. They should have both been in their seventh year now, but they knew full well that it would do them no good going back to Hogwarts.

Liam jogged to keep up with her and skidded to her side.

'Katy, I'm sorry.'

She shook her head. 'It's fine, Liam.'

'I just don't think before I say anything and –'

'Liam! Just drop it,' Katy told him. 'I think we've found it.' She stared at the street sign ahead of them. Barclay Avenue.

'Let's go.' Liam muttered, suddenly his mind racing into work-mode. They walked down the street at a casual pace until they reached almost the end of the road. Liam nodded at Katy, and quickly she scampered into the alley beside the house. Liam continued walking and took out a Muggle mobile phone, put it to his ear, and began talking as if he was on the phone to someone. The door opened at the house, and a man strode out. He took a few glanced each way across the street and began walking. Katy knew who this was. Lupin. It was the right house, no doubt about that. Katy didn't have time to feel bad about taking away the person Lupin loved, her mind moved to quickly for sympathy. As soon as Lupin was out of sight, Katy silently unlocked the front door. As Liam paced back towards the house, Katy was at the door, opened it and slipped inside, Liam now at her heel. The door swung shut noiselessly. Liam motioned to Katy that she should check upstairs, while he searched downstairs.

The master bedroom was clean and tidy. Photos lined the walls, friends and family, newspaper cut-outs, everyone was smiling. Katy sighed. She knew what she had to do, and yet she was mesmerized by the images that were grinning at back her. She shook her head and got back to business, opening the wardrobe doors sharply, then silently closing them again. She whipped around and flicked her wand at the bed. The duvet flew off it and was thrown violently to the corner of the room, the pillows landing with a light sound on top of it. The drawers under the bed exploded with hardly any sound at all. After that there was silence. Nothing. She moved on.

Bathrooms may not look like the perfect place to hide, but if you know the right place, they can be masterful. She had to pull back the shower curtain, just in case, but that was never a clever place to hide. She smiled to herself as she saw the shower gels lined up beside the shower. She turned around and raised her wand once more. There was so many places to hide in the bathroom, the boiler cupboard, medicine cupboard, and the trapdoor to the attic was above Katy's head. She took a step backwards and swished her wand. The room began spinning, an immense tornado whirling around the room, doors flying open and the contents smashing into them, spilling everywhere. As suddenly as it had arrived, the tornado spun out and fizzled into nothing, and again silence prevailed. Katy flicked the hatch on the attic door, and pulled herself up.

'Lumos.' She muttered, pointing her wand around the darkened room. She still couldn't see anything.

'Lumos maxima.' She said with more determination. The attic was eerie when Katy took a proper look around. Old paintings were left forgotten on the floor, half covered in ground sheets, their occupants asleep in silence. Katy swallowed nervously and turned in the opposite direction. A black box sat right at the back of the attic, it was certainly big enough for a woman to squeeze into. It was lined with cobwebs and dust was generously sprinkled over it like a heavy winter frost on Halloween.

Steadily and slowly Katy made her way towards the box. Floorboards creaked beneath her. She silenced them with her wand. Her hand hovered over the latch on the crate, about to open it. She tried to stop herself thinking about what she was doing.

'What are you doing in this house?' A stern voice bellowed from behind her. Katy let out a scream and leapt around, her wand held out defensively.

'Who's there?' She called. It took her a while, but she spotted a painting on the far right of the room. The dust sheet must have fallen off when she walked past it, and woken the occupant. A middle aged man sat in the painting, with greying her and old, wise brown eyes.

'I think you'll find I asked the first question, young lady,' He said, slightly quieter this time, sensing Katy's fear. 'And who, may I ask, are you?'

'I… I'm Katy…' She stammered, not sure whether she should expose her identity to this painting.

'Katy, what are you doing in this house?'

'I'm… I'm working,' She told him slowly. He gave her a knowing look.

'I see. And what might it be in the Lupin house that you are working to find?'

Katy didn't answer, simply stared back at the painting. He nodded sorrowfully.

'These are sad times, that's for sure. However, you, Kaitlin Monroe, are simply making a living. Do you actually believe in what you are doing? Pursuing people whom you know are not the villains in this ghastly horror story.' He asked her softly, only putting into words what Katy would have been thinking if she'd given herself the chance.

There was a sudden scream from somewhere else in the house, then some soft bangs and thuds. Katy's eyes widened, and yet she remained rooted to the spot, something that had never happened to her before.

'Katy! Down here!' She heard Liam yelling. He'd never had to call her before, she always knew when to come.

'I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.' She said, tears beginning to well up in her eyes as she glanced back at Mr Lupin in the painting. Katy knew what she was about to do, as she ducked back through the trap door and slid down the stairs almost as they were simply a slope. She jogged into the living room and stopped ahead of the scene waiting for her. Liam had a woman pinned down on the floor, her wand lying helplessly by Katy's feet. She looked down at Nymphadora Tonks. Tears were streaming down her face, as she stared longingly at her wand, then up at Katy. Her eyes were begging her to show the slightest bit of compassion, and pass her the wand.

'Katy, grab her wand, pocket it, and let's go.' Liam broke her chain of thought. Katy obeyed him instantly, her instinct taking over again. She slipped the wand into her back pocket. Tonks shut her eyes, defeated, as one final tears slipped down her cheek.