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Lily Luna Stark wasn't scared, exactly. She was annoyed. Her knee hurt. Her palms hurt. She was worried about Bucky. Getting a little tired. And bored.

Her kidnappers had thrown her into a windowless room and closed the door behind her. That was it. No one had asked her anything. No one had talked to her. She actually checked the whole room, but there was NOTHING she could use. Only a couch, a blanket and bucket (ewww). Nothing she could potentially use to pick the lock. No windows. No electronics. And of course today she didn't even have pins in her hair.

So Lily had taken a blanket from the couch in the corner and made herself comfortable on the floor in front of the door. She couldn't see much, really. Just the floor outside the door, but it was enough to know that no one was standing guard there.

Logically, she knew she should be scared, but then again: Her Dad was Harry Stark. He could do ANYTHING. Her uncle had been kidnapped once and her Dad had found him, too. And Uncle Tony was a Superhero! He would come for her, too. Teddy was training to be an Auror. Uncle Ron had, too. And Uncle Neville. Her whole family was badass and they would find her. She just knew it.

Lily was doing her best to amuse herself by imagining Uncle Charlie riding in on a dragon to save her, when she heard people talking outside.

Two sets of feet walked into view.

"... going after Margaret. She is obviously a traitor. But this one is a child. Not even Hogwarts aged."

"Doesn't matter. The message is what matters. He thinks he can just turn his back on all of us? Discard the name of one of our oldest pureblood families? Cheat on his pureblood wife and then marry the muggle whore? And then break every rule that keeps our society safe?!"

"I know all those things. And I agree. You know I do. Why else would I be here? We need to stay away from muggle society and Potter is clearly a danger. Margaret chose to leave Hogwarts and go to some muggle school. Lily, though..."

"You think she'll be different? She goes to a Muggle school. Has a Muggle bodyguard and calls that Muggle whore Mama. Face it: That family is going to destroy our society and force us into the open. Potter even fought..."

And they were too far away for Lily to still hear them.

She huffed in annoyance. They had wanted to take Emmy? Because she had left Hogwarts? And they hated Dad? And Mama? That was... Mama was NOT a whore. What were they even talking about?

Suddenly there were shouts, running and slammed doors and Lily could hear hurried steps coming towards her. She was half expecting her Dad to run through the door, instead she was looking at the masked face of one of her kidnappers.

"Hurry!", he barked at her and took her upper arm, to drag her out of the room.

Hell, no, she wasn't going to help him! She made herself as heavy as possible and the guy actually reached down and simply lifted her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

Making your kidnappers angry was bad, Lily knew that. She was a Stark, after all. She had to know these things. She would be quiet. Play scared and meek. And when she got the chance, she would shout into his ear and poke him in the eyes.

"One more step and she is dead!", someone called, right as Lily and her human pony stepped out of the house. She hadn't seen it before, but apparently they were on a clearing surrounded by trees. Someone grabbed her, put her on her feet and put a wand to her throat. There were about a dozen masked figures fanning out around them and on the other side, only steps away from the tree line was... Dad.