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There was a time when she related to Emmeline more than anyone else in the Order. They were kindred spirits, believing and acting quite similarly throughout it all. But now? As she sat across from her at the table, she couldnât help but feel a bit of sympathy toward the older woman. You became strong when you were forced to do so, and Emmeline, though absolutely no fault of her own, was still able to live a relatively normal life. She didnât have to be strong, not in the way those who were tossed away did. She didnât want to resent her though, because it truly wasnât her fault. And in the end, maybe that was the point of the codes, to divide the few that remained in teh Order.
âThatâs okay,â she smiled sadly.  âworry is a part of my nature. I understand completely, and Iâll do some of it as well.â She shook her head.  âItâs not great, obviously. But pain is pain, you donât have to quantify it. Itâs been ââ she ran a hand through her hair.  âa lot for all of us, the past year. Just because your day to day life is a bit simpler than mine doesnât mean you donât deserve the chance to grieve.â
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"The year is a year,â she said softly, shoving her hands in her pockets and looking over at Mary again. She was younger -- Emmeline couldnât remember just how much younger, even if she was pressed, but a lot had changed over the year even without the obvious, ever present problems that they faced now. Choices had been made and while Emmeline might not have made the call on it, she had certainly continued to back them up, swallowing hard on a regular basis and ignoring the fact that if the shoes had been reversed she would have wanted to know.Â
âBesides, my grief is different, Iâm sure,â she said, looking back to the path that they were walking. âIt can be set aside when thereâs larger ones that need help -- and large issues at hand. Are you sure that you and everyone else is doing okay? I know that you can somewhat be in the Muggle world, but if you need anything...?â













