So not only did she want to keep Alis and Jorgie safe (both of whom seemed perfectly fine leaving her behind), Holly wanted Cam. Seriously wanted her brother. Possibly even more than last term when they were turning pink… Shaking her head, she worried her bottom lip between her teeth, her heart clenching and tightening with the sickly, hardening feeling of dread as the teachers all ‘spoke’ around her.

>.> She wanted out of here, but she trusted the Headmaster to do it as quickly as possible. Even within the panicked fog, she knew that much…. But that didn’t stop her from gasping in a shocked breath when the Headmaster confirmed that Taddy was one of the missing. Taddy… Her and Alis’ long-term friend from primary school.

“No… nonono… Not Taddy.” They’d just been talking about Quidditch last week and how they missed it. About the brooms her dad and his grandfather had been looking into implementing for the sports curriculum over the primary schools. Nononono. This couldn’t be happening.

Her eyes dragged their way around the room, trying to find Alis and Jorgie - to make sure that they had found Jackson and all of Jorgie’s siblings. That everyone else was safe. Everyone but Taddy and the girl… She didn’t recognise the name, but that didn’t mean her heart wasn’t seizing and working over time as she fought not to cry. It was getting harder by the minute.

Uncharactistically silent she stood stock still, her heart full of fear, as it lodged itself in her throat.