[Completed] Book Two
Following Aurora's graduation from Hogwarts, she was reminded once more that Immer Rein had not expired so simply. If anything it had been demanded almost immediately as soon as she found herself of legal age.
After the chaotic...
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Aurora hadn't slept all that much after waking up, but she warned Regulus that perhaps it's best that the children don't see her—In other words, she didn't want to see the children.
Elizabeth understood, and spoke to Regulus in terms of the children acting as a reminder of what she's lost. In good interest of regaining herself, it's best to focus on healing before trying to heal others.
He truly needed Elizabeth's wise words, but it was a little strange having walked down this road into town with his sister in arm...The wizard dreamed of it, but the costs were enormous. Sure he's lost some mates, but Rory lost close to everything.
The Potters were dead, and he knew Aurora wanted to aid their son but couldn't. Not when her husband and siblings were out for blood.
She was borrowing a dress from Elizabeth that was more muggle than witch, and while Regulus continued to point out a few shops and options all around the town, she continued to deny.
"Elizabeth isn't paying for anything anymore. We need to save what we have." "What do you mean? She won't accept rent or—" Aurora shrugged and continued to look around.
"I was thinking that building the apartment bigger would be the best option." "And a potion shack out in the woods? Come on Rory, just rest for a bit before trying to fix everything at once." She turned to her brother, no longer resting against his arm in suggestion.
"You're leaving soon Reg, it's—" "Aurora?" Regulus turned ridged, looking back to a wizard in full judgment and damnation. His sister was not in the mood to have more reunions, and so he stood before her and this newcomer.
"Mr.Proctor, it's not really the best time for me to—" "I...I was just on my way to the potions pantry, perhaps you would like to—"
"She said it wasn't the best time, mate." Aidan had narrowed his brow to the fellow and smirked.
"Mr.Blackwell, always a pleasure."
"Likewise, now if you'd excuse us..." Aurora looked sadly off to Aiden and he caught that, causing him to grip Regulus by the shoulder.
"No, Aiden I'll owl you...Right now really isn't a good time." Reg watched the bloke look at his sister to make sure she wasn't lying, causing him to narrow his brow.
He didn't like Mr.Proctor at all, in any sense. But he was one of the friends Rory had made when she was enrolled in Salem.
"I look forward to it. Reginald." "Aiden." Aurora looked at either man, and when Proctor was off and away she slapped her brother in the shoulder. "I don't recall that being in any updates."
"That wanker? Course not, we're mortal enemies." She laughed, throwing her head back and everything.
