Post by Desirae Maribel Krum on Aug 24, 2018 19:13:35 GMT -5
I don't know how
many stars fill the sky
I know we're here,
but I don't know why
many stars fill the sky
I know we're here,
but I don't know why
❧
It was getting easier and easier for her to be in London. And for her, that was progress. It had felt like the scariest place in the world for a time, after everything that happened. Maybe that was silly but everything that had happened to her… it had happened in London. Meeting Vince, falling in love with him… and all of the pain that he had caused her, it had all been here. Even though the museum of quidditch was nowhere near where Vince’s home had been, it was still hard for her to come into London for quite some time. Even though she knew he was gone, even though she knew that she wasn’t in danger, it was just not all that easy for her to come into London. It had to do a lot with the political climate too. She felt like it made London… a little more dangerous, just in general. There was no telling what was going to happen, and when.
When Andromeda had taken over as Minister, that had changed. Desirae felt far more at ease in London now. She knew that her friend’s viewpoints were… not the same as hers, but they were still close. Sure, she was closer with Narcissa, but Andromeda had saved her life. She felt better about being here, knowing that she was in charge.
Merlin knew that she would feel a lot more comfortable in London if the Death Eaters weren’t in power at all anymore. She knew that she had no enemies that were Death Eaters or anything like that. But she did have friends that were Muggleborns, and the Potters couldn’t stay hiding on their island forever. Well, she supposed they could, but that hardly felt like much of a life. She felt bad that they’d had to be there as long as they had. She wanted things to change, but it was complicated since her friend happened to be the Minister. She didn’t want anything to happen to her like what had happened to Durant when he had been ousted.
It was… definitely complex, but she still felt all right being in London. Quidditch was over for the year, for Scotland anyway, which meant that Viktor wasn’t having to jet off to foreign countries for matches. That had been absolutely miserable for her, but she knew that she couldn’t take Jack to a foreign country when he was that young, especially one all the way in South America. But she had still been hoping that Scotland would win. She couldn’t claim to be the biggest Quidditch fan in the world, but it was her husband’s team so obviously she had wanted them to do well. Making it to the semi-finals of the World Cup was pretty impressive already, though, and England was still in the running. That was something, at least.
She was just glad that she didn’t have to worry about Viktor needing to leave the country anytime soon. They could just focus on the museum, and the hotel--though Narcissa ran the hotel pretty well on her own, so really they just had to go to the museum to keep things running here. Viktor dealt with most of that, but she liked to keep him company. As did Vzá, of course. She loved this place more than just about anywhere else, really. She was off exploring an exhibit and probably acting like a tour guide to anyone that would listen. Jack was sleeping in the office with Viktor, and she knew that they’d likely head home soon enough. There wasn’t much of a reason to spend the whole day here. They usually just came to check in, or if Viktor had a lot of paperwork to do.
Desirae decided that she might as well see if she could track down Vzá. She knew that she was fine. Her stepdaughter knew this place like the back of her hand. She also knew the best places to hide in this place, which she thought might be happening. She didn’t worry about Vzá here. People didn’t come into museums to kidnap people, so she always knew that she was around somewhere. “Excuse me--” There was a man looking at one of the newer exhibits and she thought it was more likely that he’d seen Vzá attempting to be a tour guide than around some of the older exhibits that she had tired of slightly. “Have you seen a nine-year-old trying to be a tour guide anywhere around here? Dark hair, knows more about Quidditch than I could ever hope to?” It was at least worth a shot. She knew that Vzá was around here somewhere.
When Andromeda had taken over as Minister, that had changed. Desirae felt far more at ease in London now. She knew that her friend’s viewpoints were… not the same as hers, but they were still close. Sure, she was closer with Narcissa, but Andromeda had saved her life. She felt better about being here, knowing that she was in charge.
Merlin knew that she would feel a lot more comfortable in London if the Death Eaters weren’t in power at all anymore. She knew that she had no enemies that were Death Eaters or anything like that. But she did have friends that were Muggleborns, and the Potters couldn’t stay hiding on their island forever. Well, she supposed they could, but that hardly felt like much of a life. She felt bad that they’d had to be there as long as they had. She wanted things to change, but it was complicated since her friend happened to be the Minister. She didn’t want anything to happen to her like what had happened to Durant when he had been ousted.
It was… definitely complex, but she still felt all right being in London. Quidditch was over for the year, for Scotland anyway, which meant that Viktor wasn’t having to jet off to foreign countries for matches. That had been absolutely miserable for her, but she knew that she couldn’t take Jack to a foreign country when he was that young, especially one all the way in South America. But she had still been hoping that Scotland would win. She couldn’t claim to be the biggest Quidditch fan in the world, but it was her husband’s team so obviously she had wanted them to do well. Making it to the semi-finals of the World Cup was pretty impressive already, though, and England was still in the running. That was something, at least.
She was just glad that she didn’t have to worry about Viktor needing to leave the country anytime soon. They could just focus on the museum, and the hotel--though Narcissa ran the hotel pretty well on her own, so really they just had to go to the museum to keep things running here. Viktor dealt with most of that, but she liked to keep him company. As did Vzá, of course. She loved this place more than just about anywhere else, really. She was off exploring an exhibit and probably acting like a tour guide to anyone that would listen. Jack was sleeping in the office with Viktor, and she knew that they’d likely head home soon enough. There wasn’t much of a reason to spend the whole day here. They usually just came to check in, or if Viktor had a lot of paperwork to do.
Desirae decided that she might as well see if she could track down Vzá. She knew that she was fine. Her stepdaughter knew this place like the back of her hand. She also knew the best places to hide in this place, which she thought might be happening. She didn’t worry about Vzá here. People didn’t come into museums to kidnap people, so she always knew that she was around somewhere. “Excuse me--” There was a man looking at one of the newer exhibits and she thought it was more likely that he’d seen Vzá attempting to be a tour guide than around some of the older exhibits that she had tired of slightly. “Have you seen a nine-year-old trying to be a tour guide anywhere around here? Dark hair, knows more about Quidditch than I could ever hope to?” It was at least worth a shot. She knew that Vzá was around here somewhere.
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