My parents took the news that I had to leave well. At least that is what I assumed. They understood that I had to be there for Harry and Ron. I was at least honest about what happened. I didn’t mention that Arthur was attacked by a snake. Specifically a snake probably controlled by a dark lord. The thought of telling them everything did come to mind, but I knew I didn’t have enough time. I also didn’t want to ruin their ski trip. They gave me some money and I left. Though I did grab one of the spare bags I had lying around. One that Daphne would like.