The woman smiled, the kind that was almost predatory and it had Mia instinctually on edge. "She was my grandfather's Potions apprentice. She was quite gifted for a mudblood. She tore the family apart trying to find her when she vanished. Most of us didn't think she was worth the trouble but my father and grandfather insisted on finding her. I was very young at the time. My name is Chantel Wright-Fawley," the woman drew closer and offered her hand. Mia took it just to be polite but her skin crawled at the contact. "Is your mother still alive?"