She knew that she and Ron would soon join Harry on a quest that would probably end in serious injury or death for one, if not all, of them. Her resear...h gave her comfort because she felt like she was doing something instead of simply waiting for her life to be decided for her by others, but it did little to help her sleep at night. Around Harry and Ron, she acted confident because they needed her to be brave. She was the positive one who believed any problem could be conquered with knowledge. It was a few days after my fifteenth birthday when he disappeared for ever. He packed his rucksack as usual, kissed us all goodbye and went off to work somewhere in Germany, and that was the last we ever saw of him, he just never came back, didn’t telephone, didn’t write, nothing! It was a probably nearly three months before we kids realised that something was wrong, Mum was really upset all the time and I heard her crying downstairs at night after we had gone to bed and then she started. “Thanks I thought I would have stand up to drink my coffee, I’ve never seen it so busy in here”I agreed with her i hadn’t seen the place this busy either, “ Well at least you’ve not got your face glued to a mobile or I-Phone that’s a relief.” I knew what she meant, it had become a pet hate of mine too, constantly avoiding 20 somethings as they checked for those oh so important Tweets or Facebook posts while walking along with no regard for anyone else.I saw her looking at me over her coffee as. "It makes me want to go out and do it again"I said." Do you think the feds are still out?"Liam asked." Not as bad. It'd be easier for us to take prostitutes off the streets then to some random chick from the bar"I said"But now the city has a street patrol officer. And the only way to take the prostitutes is to get that street patrol officer on our side." That won't be easy dude"Liam said"Officers will arrest us if they find out what we're doing." I have an idea though"I said"If this street.