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Isadora couldn’t be more happy and full of joy then she is right now. She could bring Jonathan to her tiny apartment in muggle London and have him rest up there. The mere idea of him being caught made her shiver. She could bring him to the family mansion but her brother would probably turn on them and kill Jonathan. Why that fool joined the death eaters still beats Isadora. She had such high hopes for him and wanted to watch him growing a good man and not a dickhead like he is now.



No at her apartment Jonathan would be safe for tonight.. that is if he doesn’t have a place of his own of course. Why didn’t she even think of him having a place of his own! How stupid! Why didn’t she think of that first? Maybe they could go for a walk somewhere.. she wasn’t sure really. She surely didn’t even expect him so the fact that she just asked him to leave this place with her didn’t make sure that she knew where to go to. Isadora emptied her glass of water and turned around to see if anyone unfamiliar or even familiar could be spotted.



So far, none. Isadora giggled at his comment. Isadora had to admit she was a rather dangerous person when upset and she has high trained skills when it comes to being a hit witch but just the mere idea now of becoming an auror made her head spin and her heart break. Aurors now are just death eaters with more right to doing shit wrong than the normal ones. The ministry isn’t such a happy place anymore, she badly wished it was. She loved the ministry before the war, and she loved how peaceful it could be on a Friday.



Isadora raised her brow a bit when he looked sad. Didn’t he want to come with her? It sure is a possibility but then again he did seem kind of happy to be around her. Good job Izzy… if you could just put that damn crush aside then MAYBE YOU COULD ACT NORMALLY. Oh god is that a stain on my coat!?! Isadora quickly grabbed a napkin and tried to get the stain off of her coat. The mere idea of those bacteria crawling everywhere on her made the young woman want to cry.



The woman was so busy with her coat and that stain that she barely heard him talking. She heard something that sounded like a question, the logical question would be where she was heading off to. “ Well I’m going to owl my sister when I get back to my apartment. I don’t think bringing you to the mansion would be a good idea. My brother will definitely kill me, then you and then me again. “ she said shaking her head lightly. She hated how her brother picked a side.



“ But he never comes to my house. Unless you want to go home?”

She wondered how I was like, being on a side hoping yours would win and no one you care about would die. She wondered if the death eaters had people they cared about in their circle. People they would hope to never die in the process. Did that exist with them? Do they know how it feels like to even think of something like love? To Isadora they always seemed like the cold hearted people who didn’t love, didn’t care and only wanted power. But who did they look up to? Did they even have a leader after the dark lord? So many questions asked and so few that could be truly answered.

Isadora just wanted to know if the world could ever be safe for the people in it. She didn’t want to listen to the radio and hear names , lists and lists of names coming by like they were just words on a piece of paper. She didn’t want to beg that the list would grow shorter each day. She just wanted to live. Have a life with someone she loves and not hoping her kid would receive a letter from Hogwarts knowing how dangerous it is to send that child over. How horrible it is to see the kids being tortured every day.

Oh yes she has heard many rumors and many families complain at her desk. Asking if she couldn’t help them? Could they do this to my child? Look at these bruises! These are not normal! Oh yes Isadora already realized that bruises on a child are not normal, and that she couldn’t do any damn thing about it. That’s life and she wasn’t going to let those scars and misery get to her. She had enough of that for a long time and she is done with it. The fact that she is here with someone she missed so much at work made her day so much better. She couldn’t bear the thought of hearing his name on the radio list.

Isadora kind of frowned when she heard the cold in his voice. Like a protective lion. She was honestly flattered but also a bit scared. Jonathan shouldn’t go up against those people in this condition, he should heal up and rest. Maybe he could come to her place and rest there? What would her sister say about that? Or her brother for that matter! Isadora thought about it but looked kind of worried when she saw him being so cold and suddenly so warm again.

“ I’ll be fine. Just don’t let them find you here. “ she said in a hush tone and gave him one of her own warm smiles again. She loved his eyes, geez how she could get lost in those eyes. When he snapped her out of her day dream saying he was keeping an eye on Hogwarts she nodded sadly. Those poor children indeed. “ Yes those poor kids. It should be a fun experience. Not torture like this. “ she answered and was glad she was safe at Durmstrang.

“ Well I wish I had this company while shopping. It would make things so much more fun. “ she also grinned and noticed her pathetic attempt to flirting. It just failed on her more than it complimented her really. Isadora took another sip of her water and looked at the door. Within a few hours those alarms would go off at any move. “ We should get out of here soon. They will come looking for wanted people in a few hours. “ she sighed and slid on her own coat.

Isadora had a rough day so far, she had to keep an eye out for death eaters and order members. Like you could pluck them off the streets like a stray cat. Isadora didn’t like how things went so far and she surely refused to join anyone at this point. She knew choosing sides would make her life worse instead of better and she just didn’t want or need that. The young woman just wanted a happy life with her family and not some pathetic war.

Though she often wondered if this war would ever end, the only thing she could do is be fair to everyone here. Isadora never became a hit witch because she wanted to join a war, she became one because this world needed to be safe. As the young woman pondered about how things went along on work, she almost bumped into a pole. Right before she hit it she saw it standing there. Isadora sighed as she hit the break own her own feet.

Her thoughts made her unable to see clearly it seemed as she slowly moved around the pole. Isadora shook her head and quickly made her way into the three broomsticks. She had been carrying three shopping bags all the way already and her sister told her she would pick them up but that obviously didn’t happen yet. Isadora opened the door and closed it shut behind her so not much cold air could come in and bother the people inside.

Isadora sat down at the last empty table she found tonight. The blonde licked her cold lips as she ordered a water for herself. Isadora wondered if her sister would pop up soon or not and whether she should wait for her or maybe just go home. Though right now she wanted to warm her hands and enjoy some time thinking before heading back into the cold again. Isadora grabbed a book from her bag and placed it on the table while waiting for a drink.

Isadora opened it up and started reading wherever she left off. The girl was such a geek sometimes, she loved spending time inside a book during cold days and evenings. Her eyes were all focused on her book she didn’t see her drink arriving, though she did hear some sounds here and there. Isadora looked up just to see how things went and almost fell back from her chair when she saw someone else at her table. The whole bar was full but she really didn’t see this man joining it.

“ I’m so sorry! I didn’t hear or see you. “ she spoke noticing her glass of water and some people staring. The staring people made her blush and the fact that she just fully seemed to ignore a very handsome man who seemed somewhat familiar made her choke up even more. She knew that face but she couldn’t give it a place whatsoever.

“ John? Seriously?”