Voldemort's Return: The Rising of a Pheonix

Chapter 8

Aaron ran outside to find Amy. He rounded a corner to see Amy crying her eyes out.

"You okay Amy?" Aaron asked.

Amy shook her head. Aaron walked over to her and sat down next to her, placing his hand on her shoulder comfortingly. Amy buried her face in her hands in shame for what she said to Aaron just minutes before.

"I'm sorry." Amy apologized.

"What for?" Aaron asked puzzled.

Amy put her hands in her lap and propped her head on his shoulder.

"For the way I said what I said back inside. I shouldn't have said that the way I did." Amy replied.

"Amy, it's me who should be sorry. You have a right to know how your family returned from the dead and I'm sorry that I can't tell you but, the ministry would have to throw me into Azkaban if I did. No one is supposed to know the ministry has this sort of power." Aaron explained.

"I understand and I wouldn't want to have to come to Azkaban to visit you." Amy replied.

Amy heard the fence gate creak open and then shut again as footsteps moved towards them.

"Hello, you two. How are you doing Amy?" Andrew asked softly from behind them as he took a seat on the ground beside them.

Aaron looked over to his brother. Andrew nodded in reply.

"Amy, I got to go for a minute. Will you be okay with Andrew?" Aaron asked.

"I'll be fine Aaron. I will see you later." Amy replied kissing him on the cheek.

Aaron walked off into the house where the shouting had stopped for quite a while now. Andrew looked at Amy with sympathy for what she had just gone through.

"Amy, we've been digging into your family history and we found something that may come to you as a shock." Andrew explained.

"Okay, what did you find?" Amy asked, inquisitively.

Andrew took a deep breath to prepare himself to tell her what he needed to tell her.

"Amy, you're adopted." Andrew exclaimed.