[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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||Three Days Left||
The morning was rightly dragging on longer than Ronan anticipated, as he didn't have the heart to wake up his mum. But also he was a bit worried in leaving the bedroom to explore. So it took the coaxing of Nymeria to get him to venture and explore around.
"Master Ronan, Daisy cook breakfast. Mother mistress asleep." He turned around to smile down to the little elf, he didn't know if he'd ever get used to having that title.
"Think mum would like to eat outside." He mumbled, and the elf said that they could prepare it for the gazebo. "Brillant, could you make French toast?"
"Of course Master Ronan, Master want orange juice." These options were giving him the opposite culture shock to have the world be offered to him, and so he smirked.
"That would be grand, mum likes fruit on her pancakes and—Drat I forget which tea she favors at the moment." He was being adorably sweet, especially since he took the initiative to wake her up.
Why he thought he had to set the table was damn near a miss, and he found himself sitting across from his mum who hadn't seen any of this as odd.
Instead she kept her eyes down to the paper after a prayer and let the conversation of the Quidditch teams roll-off in order to give something eventful to talk about. But alas, Aurora couldn't take it anymore.
"Ronan, I haven't been entirely honest about our trip..."
"I know."
"But I—You know? What do you know?" A frog had been instantly caught in her throat as the idea that her son already put the pieces together gave her a douse of anxiety, so he grinned across the table with a proud smirk rally through after calling her out.
"You're not the best liar mum."
"Oh you little—and here I thought we could enjoy a trip to Diagon Alley." He looked downright distraught that he could've ruined today's plans, but then she chuckled.
"Alright alright, we'll go. But that's a partial bribe on my behalf, deal?"
"No deal, I want to know what you aren't telling me." He demanded, and she rolled her eyes at his playful demand.
