"Believe me, you wouldn't like to have her as a mother..." Eva half whipsered to Tamzin's comment. Yup, it still hurt. To know that her mother hadn't been honest. That her mother still couldn't speak up the truth and tell her own daughters about their magical family. The one who was in Azkaban.


"I'm not leaving you." she assured Tammy, but she knew what her friend meant. "If he left you, when you needed him and his friendship the most... then he didn't deserve you. It's no good to cry over spilt milk." Though Tammy should probably talk to the boy and sort things out. That's what she'd do. But she didn't dare to make the suggestion. Not yet.