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Anastasia frowned at that statement. "What do you mean?" Something told her that whatever it was, she wasn't going to like hearing it. However, Anastasia knew that she and her husband had decided to help him out as much as possible. "What would you have done that's so terrible?"

Anastasia was confused. She couldn't understand what was going on... until she remembered reading in the Prophet about the teachers that had been murdered. A sinking suspicion was forming in her mind about what had happened, and it wasn't good. "Shin, look at me." She knelt in front of the distraught boy and, treating him like she would any child, gathered him into her arms to try and calm him down. "Whoever this Roi is, I find it hard to believe that you're to blame. You're a young man. You'll make mistakes. Often." She lifted his face gently with one finger and brushed away some of the tears with the pad of her thumb. "What matters is if you can fix the mistakes and forgive yourself." She saw the scar, and pointedly ignored it. Like her husband, she believed that regardless of how it happened, it didn't mark him as a bad person.

Anastasia was shocked. She knew her husband's family had supported a dark lord a long time ago, but had decided to reject him when he turned violent. Now she was dealing with a boy who had helped another one, though from the way he was reacting, he regretted it. She thought about her own family, how despite Gearvin knowing fully that she was a half-blood, had fallen for her and married her, and considered herself extremely lucky that something like this had never happened to her family. However, now... Even should they decide to reject the broken teen, his admission might have put her entire family at risk. She shook her head. She wasn't a Griffindor, but she'd never forgive herself if she decided to do nothing. That was the same as allowing evil to win.

"Shin," she said softly. "Look at me. You regret having done it, yes? Then you are not evil. Or even a bad person. Just one that made a mistake. It happens." She didn't even want to think about how he could deal with his brother's death. Unfortunately, that took time.

Anastasia nodded, and looked Shin over with a critical eye. "You go ahead and get your face washed, and I'll get the others." She knew that he probably wasn't all right, but there wasn't much more that she could do other than comfort them when he needed it.

She left Shin to clean himself up and get himself together as she checked up on her children. Chris and Eretria were already ready, and Chalmes was struggling with his trunk. Thankfully, none of them had heard the commotion downstairs, so she just got them together downstairs. Picking up the keys to their car, she gestured outside. "C'mon, we have to drive there."

Anastasia didn't notice Shin's reluctance for the car, and she easily shrank Eretria's trunk so that she could put it in the boot. Chalmes and Chris easily carried all the trunks out to the car, and once it was loaded, Anastasia herded everyone into the vehicle. She then started the car and drove off.

((exit to Platform 9 3/4))

Chalmes Whitethorne
Squib

Chalmes was just grabbing a snack from out of the fridge when he heard a banging at the door. Frowning, he cracked his knuckles, ready for any kind of trouble that could be out there. It had only been a day that his brother had escaped the wrath of their father, and he was bout ready to send an owl over to Hogwarts to let his sister know something was up, and another to his mother. "Hold on a moment." He wrenched open the door, fists raised in a defensive position, ready to beat the tar out of whoever was outside of it. When he spotted the woman outside, he blinked, and lowered his guard a little bit. "Um, sorry to sound a bit rude, but who are you, and what are you doing here?"

Don't think I'm weak, that would be your first mistake...

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Location: Whitethorne Home
State: Cautious
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The fireplace flared with fire, and the head of the family walke into the living room, steady and determined. He glance around and notice someone was standing at the front door. Well now, that made it easier. He levelled his wand at his son, and merely glanced at the woman. He didn't know her, and he could care less. "My dear lady, I suggest you step away from the door. This could get a little... unpleasant."

Propriety helps to keep a distinction between those that have pride, and those that have none.

Chalmes Whitethorne
Squib

Chalmes started when he heard a noise from the fireplace, then backed into the woman at the door when he noticed his father pointing a wand at him. "What the heck?" He however did not get a chance to respond as a Stunning hex was thrown his way. Ducking, he swore under his breath as he grabbed for the woman's hand. "Um, Tammy, right? Hope you're getting us outta here, I think my father's cracked."

Don't think I'm weak, that would be your first mistake...

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Location: Whitethorne Home
State: Shocked
OOC: ...
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