Re: At the wake - Parry and Addi
Parry tugged a handkerchief from his pocket, along with his wand. Tossing the square of fabric into the air, he transfigured it into a a small stool that landed neatly at his feet. He sat so that he wouldn't be towering over her - Addi didn't need anyone looking down on her for any reason today.
He took her hand as he voice hitched. "Hey, when she's old enough I will tell her everything she could ever want to know about her Squeak. Including how much he cared for her maman and wanted to meet her so badly."