Gift Fic for TheCrownprincessBride for her awesome work as our Year 5 Ravenclaw player, Round Five!

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Theo put his head in his hands, staring at the paper at his feet. Disgraced families on the front page, being thrown from their homes, grasping for anything more than air. Hoping for something that they could own, take with them, and still avoid Azkaban. The Dark Lord's effect had taken their status and their power, and this was nothing dissimilar in the Nott family. They were just as affected by the losses of the pureblood community.

His palms were shaking, so he hid them away. It was hard to not think about it.

He was the only one left.

All around him, the Aurors were seizing his possessions, everything he own – or rather, didn't own. His had father been convicted posthumously for being a Death Eater, having killed himself in the Battle of Hogwarts. He was receiving troubled letters from Draco, trying to send placating replies to just sit back and think about something else for a while. But it was so damn hard. The Dark Lord had stripped them of everything they had had, and Draco was talking about the possibility of his parents divorcing; it was sickening.

Everything was being removed from his life. Everything he thought had meant something. It was being sold to pay the charge equal to convicting his arsehole Death Eater father.

He couldn't help but think that if his mother was there, she would know what to say. She would have known exactly what to do, and how to make the situation even slightly better. She would have made the sun burn bright against the drizzly sky and everything would be okay.

But she wasn't there.

Theo was completely, utterly, alone.

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Ta!