MARLENE:
“ it’s a bit hard to explain, ” she starts, brow furrowing for a moment as she tries to think of how to explain this to somebody who’s never experienced MAGIC themselves. “ i can promise, though, she won’t hurt herself. she won’t realize it, but anytime she feels unsafe or unhappy about something, her magic’ll spark up. when i was a kid, my mum would hide sweets out of my reach, and i was often able to pull them into reach. it’s more of an emotional thing until you get a wand to control it— we don’t really need wands, but they make everything MUCH easier. but until she’s eleven, it’ll just be harmless, out-of-control, little charms. ”
he knows marlene wouldn’t lie about something concerning their daughter’s safety, but it’s still kind of hard for him not to worry at all. “well, you’re the expert on the field, so...” he shrugs, eyes still glued on the little girl smashing blocks together to make them fit. “i’ll still try to remember to watch her temper -- wouldn’t want any accidents happenin’. but for now i think it’ll be enough to get her ready for her nap, right?” so he leans in to kiss the blonde’s temple before going up to their daughter, a wide grin on his face. “hey, doll; i think it’s time to change that nappy. c’mon, let’s get ya all ready,” he says picking up the little girl.
