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It was the lack of sleep, it was the lack of energy, it was everything from the past two days combined that made Emmeline forget that she knew things, and forget to hold a neutral or confused expression at Anneliese's words. What? Her face read every emotion that was coursing through her. Anneliese had seen what? He'd been acting strange since yesterday? Since---Emmeline's hand flew to her mouth as she stared, wild eyed and nervous at Anneliese. Oh God, she needed to calm down, her friend was---

"Are you home?" her voice was hushed, but the panic in her heart was threatening to cause a heart attack. How did death eaters hide their marks? Emmeline didn't know for sure, but---could Jugson have forgotten to do whatever it was necessary, to cover it? In his...his probable euphoria at the death of Fabian and Gideon Prewett? Jugson had always hated Fabian, there was no question about that, and---oh God, she's already caught one death eater, so---

Emmeline let out a sharp breath and her expression changed into a very serious one, "You need to come over here, right now." This was no time to try and keep secrets from Anneliese. She'd done it for too long and look what had happened! Anneliese had seen his mark (unless Jugson just so happened to get another tattoo branded on his arm), and who knew what the death eater would do now that his wife was keen on his secret. "Now, Anneliese!"