so raise your flag one last time;

“I don’t think it really matters to them.” He shrugged. “People are just things to them. We ruined their stuff, they’re killing people. It’s all the same to them. Which is why the next move we make needs to end them. So nobody else has to die unnecessarily.”

“As in like get at the successor?” she questioned. “We don’t even know who that is.”

“I mean..I’m not a fan of sweets but this is pretty good,” Derek said with a smile. “Did you make this? “He asked. 

“Yep, I’m trying to make something special for Wesley as a ‘sorry my phone was dead during that death eater attack’ present,” she replied. “And I can’t have gluten.”

Jackie chewed her lip, she hadn’t seen the older Skeeter since earlier that evening either. “I’m sure he’s fine, Laurel…” She assured the other girl. “Have you tried calling him or something? You can use my phone, if you need to.”

“No, I haven’t,” she replied. “My phone’s dead, like always. It would be amazing if I could use yours.”

“Did you really expect anything different? I mean, they’re probably still pissed about their houses being trashed,” Connor muttered, making sure no one overheard him. “And we’ll get them back for this, too.”

“Yeah well trashed houses doesn’t really compare to deaths so I couldn’t care less about their pretty little houses,” Laurel replied back quietly.

She nodded. “Yeah, I’m fine. Somehow I managed to avoid, like, everything.” Jackie scoffed like it was no big deal, but she had been scared in the midst of it all. Thoughts of whether or not she’d make it through the night or see her friends and family again ran through her head the whole time. “I heard that too… I didn’t hear any names though. It really worries me.”

“Me too,” she replied. “I haven’t seen Wes yet, and knowing him, he’s doing something stupid trying to find me or something stupid to help someone else.”

“Seriously? You run out there and you’re gonna do something stupid and probably get yourself killed. It’s bad enough it’s already happening, but we don’t need to go running out there half-cocked, so calm down, alright?”

“I’m not going to...” she trailed off. She would, and if she didn’t die out there, Wesley would kill her for doing something so stupid. Laurel shook in anger. “I just I can’t stand this. Look at what they’re doing.”

By some stroke of luck, Jackie had managed to remain hidden during a majority of the raid. She’d heard of some injuries here and there whenever she just so happened across someone on her trek to safety, but none of it seemed all that major thankfully. She hoped things continued that way as she carefully stepped down the cobblestone road, making sure to keep to the shadows to avoid detection. At the end of the road she ducked into a shop, seeing that the door was open. Hopefully she’d find someone friendly inside.

An air of relief left her when she spotted a familiar face, immediately Jackie walked over to her housemate and pulled her into a hug. “Oh my gosh, Laurel, I’m so glad you’re okay.” She gushed, holding onto the blonde girl’s hands. “You are okay, right? You’re not hurt or anything?”

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Laurel hugged Jackie back. “Yeah, yeah, I’m fine, I’m just waiting to get out of here to get to my brother,” Laurel replied. “I’m fine, just got shoved around and stuff. Are you okay? I heard a few people got hurt, I don’t know how major.”

“I was scrolling through my feed earlier and saw one of your posts. It made me realize how long it’s been since we hung out.” Kenna smiled. “Thought I’d swing by.”

“Well I’m usually up for company,” she replied with a small smile.

“What about?”

This was her first Christmas with knowing exactly their mother was dead. This was her first Christmas in the CA. This may be the last Christmas before everything went crazy, especially with the rate they’re going now. “It doesn’t matter,” she replied. 

“Alright but if we break any bones, I’m blaming all of this on you.”

“Oh hush, I do this all the time,” Laurel replied. “I mean I almost fell off once but that’s a different story.”

Kenna smiled and walked through the door. She ran until she reached the window in her room. She climbed through and her foot slipped on the window as she stepped onto the roof. “Oh, I see what you mean by it being slippery.”

Laurel let out a small laugh. “Yeah, that’s why I said be careful,” she replied. “So what brings you out here?”

Olivia laughed, “No, no, hallmark. Yeah they’re like a staple of muggle holidays so I figured there’s gotta be something good about them right?”

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“Okay, I’m trusting you, so don’t let me down if it’s a bad,” Laurel replied.

Daisy gave laurel a thumbs up and bounded through the door into the house. She got to her room and nodded at the barre. Once she was on the roof with Laurel, she crossed her arms over her chest. “See. Not afraid of heights at all. Nice barre by the way. I didn’t know you dance.”

Laurel laughed. “Of course I knew you weren’t afraid of heights,” she replied. “You’re part of the quidditch team.” Laurel brought her knees up to her chest. “Yeah, my Mum got me into dance classes when my Dad left when I was five. I guess she didn’t really know how to deal with hyperactive child me.”

“You are too acting weird.” Daisy said, standing her ground. She rolled her eyes, “Duh, I’m not afraid of heights, or a challenge.” She pursed her lips and looked around the house, “How the hell did you get up there anyway? Is there some sort of latter on the other side?”

“Through the front door, all the way up the stairs,” she replied. “You’ll find a window in my bedroom, that’s how you get out. My bedroom is pretty easy to point out, it’s the one with the barre in it.”