"Of course they do, though I'll never understand the draw." It was one thing the way they had behaved in Slytherin, but the way the Potters always had people following after them like lost puppies, the reason was unfathomable.
She leaned against Theo when he began rubbing her shoulder, she never realized how tense she was until moments like these. "As far as everyone else is concerned I am a picture of strength." But this was Theo, and in all the world he was the one person she didn't feel the need to hide from.
"I am worried, for Stephen, for you." She told him. "Charlotte." Her voice grew tight when she spoke her daughter's name. "She shouldn't have been there, we -" She blinked back refusing to become a mess.