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alt_mollyLuna asked yesterday if she could have the day off lessons today. I was surprised, because she's always been perfectly willing to apply to herself to her books (well, aside from a few momentary lapses throughout the day for spates of daydreaming). She explained, however, that she expected her father would want to spend the day at their home, and she thought she should be with him. 'It's my mum's birthday, and that always makes him rather sad on that day,' she explained simply. 'So I thought I would make him a nice tea, with my mum's favourite tea cake, and perhaps that might cheer him up a little.'
I was surprised. Xeno hadn't said a word about it, although I'd noticed he'd been rather quieter than usual this past week. Then I felt quite dreadful, because I had never thought to ask Luna about her mother. The girl's such an independent little thing that it's sometimes hard to remember that she isn't older than she really is, but of course she misses her mummy. I told Luna that of course she could spend the day with her father.
A man and a child together, mourning a lost loved one. Of course, they're far from the only ones in this country to do so.
So many lost. So many mourning.
I do believe, once I have set Ginny her sums, I will spend my morning knitting some socks to send to the camps. Even the Ministry would have to admit that Muggles can't work if they've got frostbite.
I was surprised. Xeno hadn't said a word about it, although I'd noticed he'd been rather quieter than usual this past week. Then I felt quite dreadful, because I had never thought to ask Luna about her mother. The girl's such an independent little thing that it's sometimes hard to remember that she isn't older than she really is, but of course she misses her mummy. I told Luna that of course she could spend the day with her father.
A man and a child together, mourning a lost loved one. Of course, they're far from the only ones in this country to do so.
So many lost. So many mourning.
I do believe, once I have set Ginny her sums, I will spend my morning knitting some socks to send to the camps. Even the Ministry would have to admit that Muggles can't work if they've got frostbite.