Diagon Alley, Flourish and Blotts Lately, Maddie had been thinking a lot about dying. With her father and grandparents in Azkaban, and her living alone she wondered if anyone would know if she was dead. She imagined them finding her body. She imagined them trying to figure out who she was. Maybe they would contact her mother, maybe they wouldn't. In any case she supposed her funeral, if she had one at all, would be a small affair. She didn't have any family left besides her mom. She didn't have any friends left from school, either muggle or magical. Maddie was all alone. All she had to live for now was herself and the memory of her father, dead or alive she had to stay alive for him. He wouldn't want her to through away her life-but he clearly hadn't wanted this regime to be in control either. Still, a sixteen year old's musings about her own funeral had to wait. Right now she had more important things to do. Like make the drop.
This was Maddie's fifteenth drop. She had been going strong for about two months now. After finding her father's notes and practicing the charms Maddie had taken over for him making fake papers for slaves and those with less than pureblood. It was never really too big of a lie. One parent here, hardly ever pureblood was forged. It was almost impossible but her family had figured it out and she was proud to carry on her legacy. It was really one of the best parts of her life these days. The mix of fear and adrenaline. The pride she got when her friends were free to roam at last. That was the best part- seeing freedom in a young girl's eyes. Seeing the relief in a father's face. And no one ever suspected her. She was just a teenager- what harm could a Hogwarts drop out with a muggle mother do? They counted her out practically as a squib.
Maggie looked down at her watch as she wandered the shelves of Flourish and Blott's bookshop. She casually picked up a book and flitted through it the whole time looking just over the pages. It seemed that whoever was receiving this document was late. Late made Maddie nervous. Late was not the normal.
Putting down Extreme Incantations Violeta Stitch Maggie wandered a little further down the aisle and picked up another book pretending to scan the cover all while checking for observers. She opened up the book while peering to her left and spotting a man. He was looking at her waaaaay to often. It was creepy often. Bad often. Super bad often. Get out of her often.
Maggie's heart pounded in her chest as she went up to the counter and paid for the book. The man was still watching her and she knew for a fact a woman was supposed to get this drop. She collected her change all while casing the exits and left the shop. The man had put down his book and was heading for the door.
Lifting her feet a little faster Maggie could hear the beat of her heart whispering one simple mantra-one simple truth. Stay alive.....Stay alive....Stay alive...
Rounding the corner Maddie head down a narrow ally and found what she was looking for. She dropped the document she had made into the trash can and threw a mini bottle of gin and match on in knowing that magic would just tip her off further and then proceeded to walk away as the flame raged on. She darted two alleys over hearing some sort of commotion behind her. Maddie climbed into the ally and onto a trashcan and then pulled herself up onto a nearby roof and lie flat. She closed her eyes and thought of her father and prayed she could stay alive long enough to see him again.