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CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

The new information that her mother had revealed irked Olivia. She wasn't upset with Catrina, but it was a lot to process. She had gone her whole life thinking that the man who was supposed to be her father had just left on his own and never tried to be in her or Oliver's lives at all. All of this was a lie. Of course, she didn't blame her mother; Olivia supposed that she would have done the same thing if put in that position. She just wished she would have found out sooner is all.

Once coming home and explaining what she had been told to Fred and George, Olivia tried her best not to talk about it, even though whenever she happened to have a free moment, it was all she could think about. She almost wished her Auror family members had never told her of Jack's fate; she was much happier not knowing and having even forgotten his name. But now her family was even more cautious to allow her and Oliver to go anywhere without someone with them, and she knew that if she wasn't engaged to George, she would likely be forced to move back home permanently.

However, life did not pause to allow Olivia to deal with it all. It kept going, and she had to keep up.

She was fulfilling her mediwitch duties at Puddlemere United's practice when it began to rain and the wind began to pick up. There had been the sound of thunder in the distance for some time now but the Quidditch players and Olivia had held out hope that the impending storm would not start until the practice ended. However, they should have known better. Olivia checked her watch and saw that there was still a half-hour left of practice. Not looking forward to sitting in the cold rain for a half-hour, she groaned.

The Quidditch players did not seem phased at all. In fact, when practice finally ended and they all landed back on the ground, the captain, Phillip, looked up at the sky and said, "Oh... it's raining."

Rhiannon looked over at him and said, "Are you dense?"

As usual, after the Quidditch players had changed out of their gear and back into regular robes, Oliver and Olivia left together, Apparating outside of Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes. However, upon glancing into the window, they saw a third person inside of the shop with the twins.

"Mum?" Oliver and Olivia said together, recognizing the person immediately. They entered the shop, curious to know why Catrina was there.

"Ah, there you are," Catrina said, seeing her children arrive.

"Is something wrong?" Oliver asked her.

"Well... yes. But it's not within the family. Well... that's not exactly true either. Look, something's happening at Hogwarts, it's being handled as we speak so don't worry too much, but everyone who's not there is gathered at the Burrow right now. I came here to collect you and you two," she turned to Fred and George. "Your parents want you there as well."

"What's happening at Hogwarts?" Olivia asked, worried for her cousins, the youngest Weasleys, and all the others who still attended the school.

"Everything will be explained once we get to the Burrow."

The young adults all exchanged looks before Apparating with Catrina to the Burrow.

Like Catrina said, everything was explained once they arrived to the Weasley family home.

Apparently, Dumbledore had been planning to leave the castle (though the reason why was unknown as of yet) and he had contacted a few members of the Order - Remus, Tonks, Bill, Henry, and Jade - to keep a lookout while he was away. It was a good thing he did this, because this just so happened to be the same night someone thought it would be interesting to let Death Eaters into the castle. Currently, nobody knew for sure who had done this, but seeing as Harry and Arabella had been saying for months that Draco Malfoy became a Death Eater and was planning something, it looked like he was the most likely culprit.

That was the last bit of information that they had received from the group at Hogwarts through a Patronus. Now all that was left to do was wait for someone to either arrive at the Burrow or send another Patronus with more word on what was happening.

[word count: 734]
[written: 10/10/20]
[published: 10/10/20]