In the DA room 6th year
Theo: I can't...it's never going to happen, Elle. I can't even come up with the memory, the wisp of smoke.
Marielle: Do you know what I think of? My debutante ball. Which, mostly, was terrible. But do you remember, when it was just you, Draco, and myself? We danced and-"
Theo: *small smile* we were awful
Marielle: *laughs* no regard for the music, just wild and free, with my best friend and my brother.
Theo: *nods* my mother, she used to sing to me.
Marielle* (softly) You can keep the good memories, Theo, and let them outshine the bad.
Theo: y-yeah. *deep breath* Expecto Patronum!















