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[seeringlight]

Mamam? Mamam??? Là où est ma mamam?!
Je suis très perdu! Mamam? Où es-tu? :(
I think now no have papa et mamam. :(
Svp aidez-moi? :,(

...Help? Please?

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[wwistful]

I do.
I
[He stops short, letting an inkblot drop on the page as he considers this. Rose isn't the only one different today, but he can't imagine explaining the situation to her. After getting her hopes up, he feels a little guilty, but he's still quick to lie.]
I'm afraid not, Miss Lalonde. He's off being

very brave. You should be proud.
Where are you?

[seeringlight]

The big pretty room!

[It's basically how she perceives the Great Hall. This giant room that is really pretty and also really big.]

Will you give papa letter I wrote? S'il vous plaît.
Mamam says he always busy, but I hope he write back.

[wwistful]

I can pass on a message to him, if you like. I can make sure he replies, too. Even if he is busy.

The Great Hall? I'll be there shortly.

[And he is! It doesn't take long for him to find Rose. There aren't many children with such a particular look to them. When he approaches, it's slowly and carefully. He doesn't want to alarm her, after all.]

Hello, I'm the man with the purple ink. The one who knows you father. Are you alright?

[seeringlight]

[Rose looks up and gives him a big smile. She holds her arms out, wanting to be picked up. Please pick him up, mister!!!]

Oui! I do fine! It very nice here!

[She's curious about this man! He's a friend of father. He must know what father is like!]

[wwistful]

[He hesitates, looking around as if he thinks anyone will judge him for it before he rolls his eyes and drops down to scoop her up. She's the daughter of his boyfriend, he's entitled to act familiar with her. Right? Right.]

That's good, then. I'm glad you haven't gotten yourself into any trouble. [He gives her a half smile.] I thought you might be scared.

[seeringlight]

[The first thing she does is pat his face with her little hands.]

I'm much good! If I'm much good, papa will come home sooner. [She continues to pap his face curiously.] What happened to your face? Are you a hero like papa? Do you do good wizard things?

I'm not scared! You say you are papa's friend so I am safe.

[wwistful]

[He shuts an eye as his face is pet, a small smile tugging at his lips.]

I'm sure he'll be back sooner than you think. [He watches her hands, grimacing a little as she mentions the scars. He can't blame her, she's a child and she doesn't know better.]

I am, yes. That's how it happened. I was off fightin' to protect people. [He lets out a small laugh.] If that's so, is there anythin' I can do for you?

[seeringlight]

Oui! You think so?

[Rose face brightens.] They were mean! To hurt your face, but it is magnifique like this too! Mamam say that they tell a story! I like your face. [Children are so blunt.] Tell me a story! I want to know about your aventures.

[wwistful]

I do. Maybe not today, but within a week at least. I'm almost certain. [That's usually how long the strange events last, isn't it?]

They were, but I'm alright. [He laughs lightly, a little surprised at how well she seems to take it. Children aren't generally fond of them.] Alright, but only if you help me pick one.

[seeringlight]

[Her fave brightens up considerably. Considering how long she has gone without ever seeing him, this makes her excited.] How will I know is him?

[Rose's mom at least taught her well enough. That, or because things like that generally don't bother her.] Oui! Oui, I will help.

[wwistful]

He looks a little bit like you. [He narrows his eyes as if he actually needs to remember his face.] He's got blond spiked hair and he always wears a hat and pointy glasses. You can tell it's him because he's almost always got a ridiculous expression on his face.
[He rolls his eyes slightly, remembering that goofy look before feeling a little bad for it.]

What would you like to hear a story about, then?

[seeringlight]

Ri...Ri...Ridi...[She scrunches her face trying to repeat the word he just said. Honestly, she can't really repeat expression either, but she's trying to say ridiculous first.]

Your best story!

[wwistful]

Ri-Di-Cu-Lous. [He repeats slowly, always willing to encourage an extended vocabulary.] You'll know him when you see him.

[He lets out an exasperated sigh at the request, thinking back before a story comes to mind.]

How about I tell you the story of the witch who tried to steal all the gold from gringotts? [A slight exaggeration. The thief was after something specific, not something a child should know about.]

[seeringlight]

[She makes a glaring face, but not at him. She is affronted by this huge word! She will get it down.] Ah. It is hard to say. Ridicu...what is the last part again?

Oui! Please. It sounds very cool.

[wwistful]

Los. [He keeps it curt, not wanting to confuse her with any more particularly large words.] Ridicu-los. Remember it, it'll come in handy.

Alright. [He chuckles before clearing his throat.] How much do you know about gringotts? Because if you know anythin' you'll be aware of how well protected and difficult it is to break in. It took a very tricky witch to find her way in there.

[seeringlight]

Oui! I will remember. [Learning English is hard. She will become the best English speaker though. It will be her.]

Mamam says that no one can break into it! [Which is why this is so exciting for her to hear.] No bad guys can get in. It is very protected!

[wwistful]

I'm sure you will, you seem like a terribly clever girl. [Well, she grows to be one anyway. Somehow she has a better grasp on the English language than her own father.]

Precisely. However, some witches and wizards find their way around it. To this day we don't know exactly how the sneaky bi- Witch. The sneaky witch. Creeped into the bank, but she hadn't counted on the dragon. [He gives her a small grin.]

[seeringlight]

I want to be very smart! [So that she can make her mom and dad proud. That way daddy will come home to see how good she's become!]

There's a dragon?! [Woahhhh. Woah, how do they fit a dragon into the bank? WOAHHHH.]

[wwistful]

If you keep workin' at it, you will be.

There is, there's a bloody huge dragon down there. but you musn't tell anyone. It'll be our secret, alright?

[seeringlight]

Secret! I not tell anyone! Not even papa or mamam!

Is it pretty dragon? Or much scary?

[wwistful]

You're a good girl, then. You might even make a good auror some day, or even someone in the department of mysteries. [He gives her a knowing smile.]

It's an incredibly ugly dragon, I'm afraid. Horribly scary looking. It's got nasty scars all over it and big, pointy teeth. It roars so loud the entire buiding shakes. [He gives her a little shake to emphasise.]

[seeringlight]

You think? [That seems to really excite her.

But she erupts into little giggles as he shakes her.] The dragon won't leave though, oui? I do not want the dragon to take me away!

[wwistful]

I know. [He smiles proudly.]

No. [He laughs lightly, holding her just a little tighter so she knows some random ass dragon isn't going to swoop in and eat her.] It's kept quite securely in the depths of the bank, I don't imagine it will ever leave. [He says knowingly as the 4th wall crumbles around him.]

[seeringlight]

[She clings to him, squealing a bit. He will protect her if one happens to try, anyways!] Does it get lonely down there? It sounds much lonely! [Being meta is metal.]

[wwistful]

[God damn, she's making him miss having adorable babies. Teens are so much less gratifying to dote on.] I would imagine it does, but I'm not sure that it minds. I don't think dragons are all that social- [He cuts off.] Wasn't I telling a story?