A Letter 2 Years Late

Chapter 30 - The End

"I'm going to ask one last time, who are you?" Aiden asked, this time more menacingly.

"Micheal. Micheal Bae. And this is my sister Tressa Bae,"

"Something flickered in the eyes of the female and she lowered her wand ever so slightly.

"It can't be..." She whispered.

"Yeah, it's us... mom," I said quietly, staring right into her eyes. My eyes.

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I watch my mom blink and stare at us for a couple minutes. It seemed like she was trying to process it all, like she thought her eyes were deceiving her. I didn't blame her. It's been more than fourteen years and here stands the two kids who were merely babies when she had last seen them.

The silence was slowly starting to kill me as I continued to wait and see what my mother would say or do. I glanced over at Fred who was looking at me worriedly. I had hope. Just a little. I mean what mother would turn against her own kids?

I was wrong.

"You're lying! My son was put in Norway and my daughter was given up for adoption before she could even walk! They don't know about me!" My mom gasped. She raised her wand again and glared. By now our captors had caught up and we were surrounded.

"I warned you to get rid of them when they were babies!" The leader of the group growled as she ran up to us.

"I'm sorry miss Lestrange but I think you've made a mistake. There is no way these two troublemakers are my children. I don't have any,"

Miss Lestrange? Could she be related to Bellatrix Lestrange? I think Fred, Rose and the twins had caught wind of that too because we all looked at each other with worried expressions.

"Do not lie to me!" Miss Lestrange bellowed, turning her wand to my mom, "I know you didn't kill your daughter. At first I let her off, thought she wouldn't be any trouble. Until she went running around trying to look for you! I've been keeping tabs on this kid and she's drawn my last straw!"

"Please," My mom whimpered. She lowered her wand and looked at her boss pleadingly, "They are my only children. Let them live, take me instead,"

I watch my mom beg for forgiveness, no longer trying to conceal the secret they have tried to hide all her life. Her walls were down and she was vulnerable.

"I don't care about you," Miss Lestrange crackled, "Now that you know your children are safe, they're obviously going to be a distraction to you and we've all seen the result of distractions,"

Miss Lestrange turned back to us and shot a hex  at random, which flew straight at Rose who quickly shielded herself from it. A full out battle raged out. Hexes and curses were being thrown everywhere. My parents didn't know who's side to choose.

"Petrificus totalus!" I shouted, pointing my wand to one of the hench men. He froze on spot and I smiled in success. I turned my attention to another man just as he sent a curse down my path. I gasped in horror only to be knocked to the ground by someone. Whoever said falling on grass is softer than falling on wood is wrong. It's just as hard and painful. I hear a  shrill scream as I fall hard to the ground and I knew immediately who saved me.

"Mom!" I screamed. She was shrivelled up on the grass whimpered and shaking. The curcio curse. I looked at the man and raised my own wand but not before my Dad sent a death curse to him. I turn to him in shock.

"Take the car, we'll hold them off. Change your names and never come looking for us again. All of you. Now go!" He yelled.

I was stunned at first, unable to move. But my brother had grabbed my arm and started dragging me to the car. However, we didn't get close before there was a scream of rage that stopped us in our tracks.