Fleur laughed at that as she prepared a bottle for her son, and moved back to the bedroom, sitting on the corner of the bed, feeling a rush of maternal affection at the fact that Fabien was comparatively well-behaved. "Ronald avoids me, I think." There were a lot of people in the house who avoided her. Some because she had been a teacher, others due to the thrall, and yet more who had heard that she had killed Umbridge.