I layed down to sleep finally and then heard a deep growl. "Ron, was that you?" Ron sat up and his face was blank and his cheeks were red. "Oh! Ron dear! What's the matter?" I asked. He shook his head and then got up and opened the curtains. "Peter, he is looking for you." I got up and ran beside him. "So? Why does it matter, I don't love him anymore. I love you Ron." Ron ripped my hands off his arm and said "I know that Phoebe, but he doesn't." I stammered to say anythign but soon spoke agian. "Well, then I guess I'll just have to tell him that now won't I?" Ron smiled and then chuckled in disbelief. "If it was only that easy." He said wiht a deep dark voice. "Ron, stop being so seriouse! It is scaring me!" Ron turned around and shoved me on the bed. He leaned over the top of me and said, "You, don't know how hard it is to have a brother like Peter Phoebe. It's dangerous and stupid sometimes! He can't handle the truth, and he doesn't want to hear anything that he doesn't like. If you told him that you loved me instead of him, he would strangle you, then burn our children and leave me all alone." I looked around and then back at Ron, I didn't know what to say. Ron looked sternly at me, lettign me know that there was nothing I could do anymore. "Well, why can't we run Ron? Why can't we run away and start all over agian? We could have more children and..." "And nothign Phoebe, we could do all those things, but he would still hunt us down. There is nothign left to do now." I looked down, still half way on the bed while Ron leaned over the top of me. All the sudden water began to fall on me. "...Ron? Why is there water dripping on me?" "What? Oh, I just took a shower." He said with a smiel and then a laugh. I shoved him onto the floor and then sat on his stomach. "You're such a dork Ron!" I yelled playfully. We laughed and laughed, until we heard a knock at the door. Then, all got quiet. Ron and I froze, both of us too affraid to stand up or move from or position. Ron looked at me and then lifted me up off of him. He held my hand as we walked to the door. We were both terrified to reach for the handle, so I did it. But, Ron grabbed my hand and picked me up, throwing me over his shoulder. He opened the door and put me down, no oen was there. We shut the door and laughed in relief, but then the door knocking came back. But this time you heard someone outside the door. Phonix  and Charlie were in their room, probably sleeping but no one knew for a fact. The knocking got louder and more feirce by the moment. "Ron, we have to leave NOW! Get Charlie, I will get Phonix." He nodded his head and we both ran as fast as we could to the girls' room. "Oh, hey mom an-" "There's no time Phonix, we have to leave here." Phonix looked at us confused and then looked at Charlie. "GIRLS! DO YOU WANT TO LIVE AND GET OUT OF THE HOUSE ALIVE!?" Phonix began to cry in fear and nodded her head. "Then come on!!!" Ron bent down and grabbed Charlie. "Daddy, where are we going?" Charlie asked, but he couldn't say it to her preciouse little face. "We are running away honey...say goodbye to your toys." He said in tears. I looked through their book shelf until I found the witch book that Charlie had left before she died. I found the spell, told every one to close their eyes and then resited it, "Eue(ee-oo) Kain (k-an) Eshimone (ee-she-mo-in)" Wind circled all aroudn us and blew in our faces. Seconds later we were on the outside of the house, in the distance you could hear someone say "Look! There they are!" And then the sound of runninmg footsteps behind us. "Don't look back babies! Don't look back!" I yelled as Ron lifted Phonix up on his back. We ran and ran and ran, until we couldn't run any longer. We all colapsed in the middle of the sunflower field and fell asleep with the sound of people searchign for us in teh background. I opened my eyes later the next day, everyone was still there. "Ron...Ron...Ron!" "Hm...Huh?" He looked up and then looked around for the girls. "We're all here." He said wiht a big smile, he leaned over and hugged me and kissed me on the cheek. "Well good morning. Ron and Phoebe." A deep voice said. Rona nd I slowly looked up and saw Peter standing there. "You really thought I wou;dn't find you?" He asked, chuckling to himself. I shook my head and then snickered to myself. "Now coem one Phoebe, it's tiem to stop playing Hide-And-Go-Seek." He said as he grabbed my arma nd pulled me up to his chest, holding me close. "Ugh. Peter, I'm not playing Hide-And-Go-Seek! I don't want to be with you at all!" I said sternly while i pried away from him. "...Excuse me?" He said with a low creepy voice. I stood up taller trying to make myself seem maybe a little bigger than him and said "You heard me, now go run along...pussy cat." Peter looked at me and slapped me across the face and grabbed my left wrist. "EXCUSE ME! No oen tells me something like that unless they are as stupid as you and your little girls!" I tried to slap at him but he was squeezing my wrist so hard I began to faint. I felt weaker and weaker by the moment, then, I began to fall  to my knees. Everything looked blurry and then, black. The last thign i saw was a man standing up and yelling at Peter. Peter let go of my wrist and I fell, onto the hard cold ground.  Hours later I woke up in a dungeon, chained up agianst the wall. It scared me for a moment, then I got use to it. "Phoebe? Are you okay!?" I heard someone say. I looked around and then saw Ron and the girls chained up too. "Oh! Yes, I'm quite alright dear! How 'bout you?" I asked. But instead of answering my question Ron looked at me funny and then said. "Are you SURE you're alright?" I nodded my head and then looked at the girls. They were sleeping, "They look like angles Ron." I said with a smile. He nodded and then chuckled. The truth was, the only reason I was acting so happy was because. I knew we were going to die, I just wanted to make it the best last few moments of my life. I heard someone coming down the stairs and then saw Peter. He has gloves on and looked ready to kill. Ron squirmed but nothing happened except he became more tired. Peter walked over to me and held his hand up to my face and snapped his right glove. "You see this?" He asked. "This is my strangling glove. I use it to kill people all the time." He said with a smirk on his face. He placed his right hand on my neck and then said, "And today, I will be strangling you!" With a smile and a laugh. Ron tried to get out somehow but nothing happened. "Shut up Peter! She is mine! She loves me, not you filthy bastard!" He yelled. Peter cocked his head and then slowly walked to Ron. "Well, maybe I shoudl strangle you too." He suggested. Ron nodded his head and said "Mayeb you should." Peter squinted his eyes and then walked over to me. "So, who do you love?" "Ron." I said bravely. Peter got very angry and then said, "Who's children are these? Are they adopted, or what." "Phonix, the one with the brown hair is adopted. Charlie, the one with the gloden red hair is a curse. An old hag cursed her with me, but then Ron signed the papers to be her father and well...you know how time goes back and changes everything. So yes, WE are Charlie's parents." Peter yelled and then grabbed hold of my throat agian and began to squeeze. "And, one more is on the way!" I managed to say with my last breath. He stopped squeezing and Ron's jaw dropped. "You are!" They both yelled at the same time. I nodded and Peter said, "Well, I am not going to kill a woman who has a baby on they way. But as soon as that baby is born. I'm killing you, and you only!" I agreed as he let us free. We ran home and put the girls in their room until they woke up. I sat down on the couch and sighed. Ron walked over looking successful and proud of himself as he sat down next to me. "What are you all proud of?" I asked. "Oh nothing, just how I got you pregant agian!" He said with a laugh. I rolled my eyes and then said, "Yeah,...you got some sort of charm on you boy?" I asked as he shook his head and laughed. "Nope! Guess I'm just that good." "Ugh, you pervert..." said as I rolled my eyes and playfully punched his arm. He laughed and turned on the TV, then shut it off not even a second later. He faced me very seriously and then said "So, you mean. This one is really...mine?" He said in disbelief. "Yeah, it's really your true blooded kid Ron. And I bet he/she will be beautiful as ever." I said with a smile. He nodded his head and then said "Wow, Charlie is one thing. But the new baby is another. I can actually remeber this baby happening." He stated, then I kicked him in the shin. "Ow." He grumbled as he kneeled down to the floor, "I probably deserved that didn't I?" I noded and then kissed him.