#underneathherwings

[xvodkaandlustx]

I'm starving.

“When’s the last time that you ate, mother?”

[staggeringlytony]

Help me, love.

"What is it?" Tony asked.

[xvodkaandlustx]

Sorry || Poppy

@underneathherwings A few hours later, Joanne finally showed up at Poppy's home, trying to hold back her emotions.

[xvodkaandlustx]

Where are you?

“What do you mean momma?”

[xvodkaandlustx]

Healing || Poppy

It had been a week and a half and Joanne still had not gotten out of bed.She had no inclination to move and was starting to gather a certain smell around her person.

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[xvodkaandlustx]

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[owl] Bring him here. We have air and I can stop his nose from bleeding.

No matter than a few seconds later Joanne had apparated her and her son to her parents home so that her mother could fix the problem. “What do I do?”

[madamenmalfoy]

Narcissa?

Poppy?

[xvodkaandlustx]

Would you like to come with me to see your sister's grave? Minerva and I are going and I'm about to pick some flowers for her.

“Umm...” Joanne was at a loss for words. In all honesty, she did not want to go. She had dealt with it, put it behind her and wanted to move on. But this little excursion would just reopen the wounds. So it was in everyone’s best interest if she declined. 

“No thank you. I have one of my finals to take and I want to do some more studying before I go in.”