He was curious. That was good. Curiosity and sensible questions meant the Black blood in his veins was battling against whatever Ursula had contributed to his make-up. He did have a tendency to loll on the floor but Elladora didn’t have it in her to mind that too much: as long as the house elves kept the floor free of dust then it scarcely mattered. And if they did not then it was hardly Sirius’ fault!
“Because the fog in Hogsmeade had already proven itself remarkably mobile and logically it stands to reason it may spread again,” she explained patiently. If it did spread again she would move the whole family immediately – going without magic would be utterly intolerable and there was no saying yet if that was the extent of it. The fog might yet be lethal and all eyes would be on Irvingly for them to set the precedent.
She thought briefly, painfully, of Iola before she forced herself to stop.
“Of course it won’t have wagered on facing me if it does,” she added, with a smirk for her nephew.
fabulous set by Lady <3