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Travis had his back re-re-stitched and some Wiggenweld in him to help. Chris and Macy said they would stay with him for a bit till he sobered up some and chat about things way above your level after Aubrey had taken his silver pistol away for the time being. If nothing else, your tiny adoptive sister making a new pal of Vu was a nice consequence of this whole affair.

‘Brey came up to you and Emmy when you were about to head to the Castle so you could see Ashley. You fingered the necklace in your pocket some as the tall, tanned girl looked nervous. Decided to-

>Put the necklace on. Jenny said it could be a potent protective for those of the same blood as Isolt and Gormlaith; she didn’t have a bad feeling about it.

>Give it to Emmy for the same reasons; you had to keep her safe.

>See if you could find a Professor to look at it more; you used every detection spell you and the Coven had and they were all clean but you were still just teens. Just say it was a replica you got and were suspicious of the seller or origin.

>Anna apparently wanted to possibly be a Curse Breaker. She might know more means than you. Wait and have her look at it. Decided whether to tell her what it truly is or lie, for now at least.

>Send an owl to your dad. No specifics but see if he could Apparate near-by and take the necklace to be inspected by one of his ‘associates’. Maybe Grimsly, the same one who had sold you David’s Port-Key?

>Just hold on to it for now. Maybe ‘Brey had a small spare safe you could borrow for it? Store it in her room since it was more secure, perhaps?

>Write-in

On the way? You almost had to tackle Aubrey a couple of times to keep her from running off. The normally bold if very eccentric curly haired Witch you and Em had adopted wasn’t there. It was just a girl filled with fear and anxiety when you made it up to the infirmary. You almost felt sick at making her do this, see Ashley again when it bothered her so much when she was holding your hand like a child would until you all had to check your guns aside from ‘Brey, given her position and connections.

But?

You had to do it though; make her face it. She had to be strong for whatever was coming. You had to foster that kind of strength, even if the weight of the future terrified you and going to see the tall Head Girl would hurt your new sister.

In the lobby, before one of the nurses could lead you back there was Bradford along with a teary-eyed witch with hair that was a dark blond like the book boy, Ryan.

“Ah. Hello, Miss Jennifer, Miss Emily, and good day to my little assistant.”

“H-hey Ken. And I haven’t helped you out in years. Hello, Hannah.”, Aubrey coughed out.