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✧FIRST STEPS TO FORGIVENESS✧

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It had been a week, a painful week filled with agonizing moments in the Lestrange manor. Orion made it a point to visit every other day, while Regulus took the opposite.

And on a much lighter note, it has been the seventh day that Aurora had woke up to her room filled with roses and orchids. They smelled absolutely wonderful, and not to mention that her husband would always surprise her with a new breakfast.

Courtesy of the elves making it, but she wouldn't even leave the bed until her breakfast had been done.

Or she would enjoy it out in the garden with her two little babies.

Over and over again had she begged for forgiveness from both of them, saying that nothing was their fault in terms of what is happening to her and their father.

She simply refused to talk to anyone else, it was quite easy. She'd let whomever it was who tried to fit in an apology in a single breath before she continued forward. The grey hair made it easy to keep them blindsided, and when they were finished she simply smirked and continued off with her day.

Rabastan hadn't taken the chance just yet, she knew he was building his thoughts and trying to gain more of a standing. Though it absolutely killed him to know that she spoke with Avery for a few moments. Her Ravenclaws were all safe, which was indeed a blessing as her symptoms were getting similar to her previous pregnancy.

Luckily the matron healers were at her beckon calls, though she combined her regular appointment with her concerns.

Everything was happy and healthy with little Ronan.

And the twins were indeed the picture-perfect image of almost one-year-old babes.

The healer recommended a few potions, and until the delivery comes she had a few spares to give Mrs.Lestrange. Granted it was a perfect time for Rabastan to check on the babes as he met a familiar healer in his halls.

"Ah, Mr.Lestrange...The twins are beautiful." He responded with a quick appreciation to her comment. "Was there something wrong?"
"Of course not sir, your wife and children are healthy. It was just a check-up. Heartbeat is steady and he seems to be a good size." Rabastan withheld his questions as he smiled politely and let out a breath until the woman left.

Why couldn't his wife tell him about an appointment?

"Aurora? A healer was in the hall, is everything—"
"Everything is fine. I placed in orders for a new nausea potion...And these two are perfect." He watched as she very well ignored his presence, especially when she continued pinching Romulus' cheek without giving him a glance.

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