Honestly, she really had no clue how she was holding herself together. Her body was acting of its own accord with her mind only slightly tethered to it, enough for her to think about her family and the poor muggles that were around her. That was it. She was not strong enough to think about other things. Casting a small glance at Fiona and her inch perfect spell at the muggle, she scowled and turned back to her brother, all the more appreciative that he’d missed.

“I…I haven’t seen any of them Adam. Not Vi. Not Thess. Not…not Leighton”.

Her voice shook as she looked at him, hoping that he’d come out with some amazing answer to all their problems but she knew there was nothing that could be done. They had to stay here. She knew it.

“Stupify!” she yelled, her spell slightly closer to one of he muggles this time but still not hitting the mark.

Oops.