- Mon Mar 13, 2017 10:25 am
By no means did Maddie think she was the only one effected by the war. She was lucky in a way. She at least was not enslaved or dead. Still, as terrible as it sounded she could not help but feel relieved in a way when Professor Winslow told her that she was not the only one who had been devastated by the regime’s take over-that she was not the only one left alone in a world of monsters. It seemed that Mrs. Winslow was off somewhere as he had not mentioned her. Julian had run away like her. And little, poor sweet little Lydia was dead-killed by her own grandfather from the sound of it. She could not imagine what it must be like to have to live with a dead child. Having her father in Azkaban was bad enough but the thought of losing him forever was almost unbearable. Worse yet to have something die that you were supposed to protect and take care of....she could not understand how Professor Winslow was still standing. She had a pet rabbit that had died once and that was bad enough but a child? That would be the end of a whole world. The man had to either be in unimaginable pain, tough as a rock, or both. Maddie imagined he would have to be both.
And what was with Julian running away? Why would anyone run away from a strong family that loved them. Maddie would give anything to have her grandparents back, her father, her home. If she could take their place she would in a heartbeat. She had in a way done it. Carrying on her father's mission without his knowledge or permission- hell he would probably kill her if he ever found out. Still, if she knew that by stopping the paper reproduction she would get them back, she would do it. Still, maybe this wasn't the whole story. After all, she had run away from home too. Maybe Julian had his reasons. She recalled the relationship between the two Winslows had been strained back at school-war brought out the worst and the best in people; maybe in this case it just brought out the worst. Still, she couldn't say anything else, couldn't ask anything else. It was clear the Professor was pained by the way he shut his eyes and avoided her gaze a bit. Maybe she would find out more later but now was not the time to push.
And then he opened the can of worms-her family. She supposed it was fair. She had started it. Still, could she trust him? What was to say that the Professor wouldn't frog march her right back to her mum? Especially considering he had lost his boy that way? Surely he would side with mum over her. Best be non-committal for now. "Not quite. I'm the last one. Da..... Maddie steadied herself and swallowed hard as she got a quick flash of the men coming into the house to take her away after a night of waiting up. "Da and my gran and gramps are in Azkaban right now. And mum wasn't really ever in the picture." It wasn't a complete lie. Even if he sided with Lord Trevor and the like he couldn't fault her for the actions of her parents and it was true her mum wasn't in the picture. Up until her father's capture she hadn't heard for the woman for years outside the occasional birthday card. No need to say that Mum had tried to quash her magic, had taken her wand, and had attempted to make her something she wasn't before Maddie ran away. There were some things no one but her needed to know. Privacy, even in a world of terror, was still an institution of society-she had a right to some of it.