Adrian shook his head, of course she came to harass him instead. It just made sense to him - what else would one do on a Monday?
He swallowed when she asked about Italy again, though and his hands automatically fidgeted with his napkin without his notice. "Um, pretty well. Rome's not really northern, but it's easy to get up north from there. Florence isn't far, great for a weekend, and skiing is just a few hours drive. Sera loved it up there even more than Mother did, something about being cut off from the world in the mountains." Finally looking back up at her, his gaze having been on the table while he spoke, he said "We stayed something like seven or eight months, before heading to St. Thomas, where they all live now. Father..." He wasn't sure how to put it. Had to leave? Wanted to leave? Had to hide? "Father didn't want us in Europe."
Adrian had never spoken of his family's time in the war - his father's work, under threat, and it was never spoken of in the family, not since he'd finished his NEWTs and the family had explained their plan to leave. Just because Ryan Pucey had made potions in exchange for his family's safety doesn't mean he wouldn't be arrested like any other wizard who had anything to do with the Dark Lord. Adrian respected and feared his father for that reason (among others) and would probably take the family history to the grave if he had any say in the matter. They had fled, and disappeared, even from the Dark Lord, though Adrian had no idea how his parents had pulled that off... They got out, and to this day that was all Adrian considered important about it all.