I’ll skip the formalities, Emlyn, I know your secret, and I’m more than willing to let everyone know. If you don’t want that to happen, you will have to do what I say. Be prepared for further instructions. ~X
Emlyn took in a sharp breath as she saw what the note that had been slipped into her bag said. She could almost feel the panic fighting it’s way back through from the back of her mind, but the potion she had taken that morning was still holding it off. And that was exactly why no one could ever know. They would stop her, she knew they would, but she needed these potions. They were the only thing that let her be functional, that let her feel like a normal teenage girl and not just the pathetic messed up baby Longbottom. It gave her a control of her life that she had never actually had, and she was desperate to not lose it. She was going to have to go along with whatever it was this X person wanted.
