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Heaving a sigh, Kizzie turned away from the Tug-o-War match with a small smile on her face. Her fingers hurt and her palms burned from pulling on the rope but it didn’t displace the smile on her face. Whoever came up with the idea of a Field day at Hogwarts was a genius. It was just the sort of relaxation they needed before examinations came through. And what better way to let off some steam than with a little bit of competition that everyone could enjoy?

This was her attempt to make friends. She may have come off a little strongly but it was only to test if she was actually still capable of it. Lately she had felt lost with no one to turn to and this was a way to fix it. Hearing Imogen call her "the woman from across the road" was hurtful, too hurtful. It made Brooke look at her life and choices, how she had made all the wrong ones and had lost her family forever; she knew that and wasn't going to try and win them over- she felt as if she couldn't get them back with anything. She had come to accept that she had lost them. Her father was paying her to keep quiet, when your own father starts to pay you off, you know that there isn't a relationship there. Brooke didn't blame them for wanting nothing to do with her, she would have too if she had seen what she'd done. Thinking back, she was horrified at herself for even thinking like that. It was either herself or her child, and her head picked the child. Her parents hadn't supported her, shipping her away wasn't support; they never tried to understand what she did, why she did it.