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Surprise guest above Eleazar's pov
"Excuse me! This is a school! People can't just come and go as they please!" Headmaster Weasley yelled from behind Anne and I as we walked towards the Slytherin common room.
"Professor it's me Anne Sallow. I'm the librarian." Anne tried to explain while I ignored her.
"Young lady you must be confused."
"Ignore her," I said to Anne as I pulled out the keys and opened the Slytherin door.
"Where did you get those!?"
"Andre! Giselle!" I started to yell as I hurried down the stairs. "You." I pulled the collar of a first year. "Is there an Andre and Giselle Sallow?"
"N-no, sir."
I let the kid go and looked at Anne who was trying to not cry. "They hadn't traveled through time yet." She whispered.
"I need to find dad."
"I need to find Willa as well."
"Hold it you two!" Weasley yelled at the two of us aparated.
I landed at the cottage alone and threw the door open. Inside was a small room with a fireplace. My home was gone. Everything was a bit blurry without my glasses. And my spare had been in my room that no longer exist.
"No..." I whispered. "Dad?" I looked around then headed to behind the cottage to where the sun flowers are.
When I got there my dad was standing with his back to me as he stared at a barren field.
"Dad.."
"She.." he started to say. "I'm trying to write down everything... but I'm forgetting everything. I tried writing down everything about her... and all of you." He turned and looked at me. His face was red. Eyes swollen.
"I'm going to fix this."
"Eleazar.." he said as if remembering me. "You said you were going to protect her."
"I always will protect her.. what happened to the relic, dad?"
He shook his head. "The other you never brought it back."
The bag over my shoulder started to shake and soon the Niffler popped its head out.
"Where's aunt Poppy? And Uncle Ominis?"
"They were married... they had two children.." dad said reminding himself.
"Yes, Gus and Iris."
"Gus and iris..."
"You and Mum had me, Anne, Andre and Giselle."
"You, Anne.. the twins." I walked up to him and put a hand on his shoulder. "I'll write it all down."
