Post by Deleted on Aug 1, 2014 18:27:45 GMT -5
Fleur sat sipping her tea in one of the Ministry's break room. Usually she was sweet and sociable with the others in the room, but today she was quiet and reserved. It was nothing against any other in the room. Fleur simply had so much on her mind. Mainly she thought of her son, Louis, and what he was going through. Ever since Fenrir Greyback had attacked her husband, she had not thought the best of werewolves. However, now her son was one. She loved her son dearly and would always be by his side when he needed her. She would and could never hate her son for any reason. She wasn't worried about that. She was simply worried about what awaited Louis in the future. What he would have to endure.
She wished she wasn't at work now. She wished he wasn't away at school. Fleur wanted to just be there with him as she was when he was younger, holding her son, making him feel loved and protected from the dangers of the world.
She wished she wasn't at work now. She wished he wasn't away at school. Fleur wanted to just be there with him as she was when he was younger, holding her son, making him feel loved and protected from the dangers of the world.