Tag watched apprehensively from the back of the line as each student faced the boggart. When Kay crumbled upon seeing a dead Elijah, he was struck dumb. Surely not Kay! If anyone could do it, it would be her! More disturbing than her failure to tame the boggart, however, was what it had turned into. Tag's greatest fear was losing his closest sister, who was currently dabbling in the dark arts. He dreamed about finding her mangled or killed by death-eaters, and at this moment, Elijah's body looked eerily similar to his nightmares. Despite himself, Tag felt both afraid and somehow connected to her. If Kay still had trouble facing her fears, where did that leave the rest of them?

She looked suspiciously like she was trying to inch her way out the door. Take me with you! Tag backed up until he was against the wall and right next to her. He wanted to ask if she wanted to make a run for it, but wasn't sure if she was still mad at him. Up until five minutes ago, he'd still been mad at her. "Are you okay?," he asked simply, looking up at her.