Pyre Maria della'Rosa
Hufflepuff
aka Angelina della'Rosa Sixth Year Guardian of Lianna Marie Metamorphagus Quarter Veela
Up until now, I had sworn to myself that I'm content with loneliness.
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Post by Pyre Maria della'Rosa on Aug 18, 2012 3:50:27 GMT -5
Pyre's mother and Molly had, apparently, gotten in touch and decided that it was better if she rested for a little while. She wasn't sure just when the hell this had been decided, but she'd found herself on bedrest ever since the day Aura died. Since George was often busy and Pyre would feel guilty if she distracted him further from his work, she was often left alone.
It was fine by her. She was still beating herself up over her cousin's death.
She managed to smile when one of the Weasleys was around and pretend that she was slowly but surely getting back to her normal self, but it had killed part of her to lose Aura. She still cried when she was sure that she was totally alone. It was the quiet, muffled crying that she usually did at home when someone died, but it helped...well, a little. Not much.
She was currently staring out the window, watching the clouds. Molly thought that she was asleep; she'd essentially threatened to knock Pyre out if she wasn't. As long as she was quiet, though, her boyfriend's mother didn't suspect anything.
She continued to stare out at the suddenly-interesting clouds when the door opened and someone entered the room. She just didn't want to talk at the moment.
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