Daff chuckled weakly over her tea. She had promised to come home at least once a week for dinner after deciding to move back into her flat. Her father had sat her down for a discussion after the choice had been made. She knew they all worried for her after the break ins, but she hated feeling like a burden. Deep down she knew they didn't think of her that way, but it was hard to get past in her own mind.

"I'm sure Calla will fill the void." Their youngest sister sure knew how to light up a room and make a house feel like a home. It was strange to think she was finishing up her sixth year. Only one more to go and that would be it for them at Hogwarts. It would be up to Millie after that until Ama's children hit the school, which wouldn't be too much longer!

"It's certainly much quieter here." Which sometimes she liked and sometimes she didn't. Daff loved having her own space to do what she wanted with, but it was lonely sometimes. At night it was almost unbearable, but she was sleeping. Not as much as she should, but it was far better than it had been before the flower show.