When Callidora woke in a chair next to a hospital bed one morning, she had almost forgotten where she was, and why she was there. St Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries. A temporary home to her mother, Mia Cresswell.

Rubbing the cramp out of her neck, Callidora leaned forward, sitting on the edge of her chair to take her Mia's cold, still hand in her own. "Mum, It's Callie.. I'm still here, I haven't left yet." The nineteen-year-old whispered, more to herself than anyone else. "I miss you, mum.. please wake up. Don't leave me.."

I need you.