Hermione stayed in the same village they'd lived in when they were still a family. It almost felt unreal going back for Faye, it'd been almost a century since her mother had kicked her out.
She'd been in an abandoned hut with one of the villager's daughters. She couldn't remember her name, but the sweet girl had been nice and soft under her. Faye had sworn the butter blonde would be the love of her life.
But the moment her mother saw them, that pipe dream was dashed.
Faye gasped slipping in the same muddy puddles leading up the hill to the cottage in the mouth of the woods. Breathing out seeing smoke coming from it, all the nerves and fears, Faye had thought she'd long buried came bubbling up.
"Mother! Please!" Faye cried as Hermione tied her down, "You foul wretched wench! How dar
