April 5th, 2005
I don't want to be back.
Theo- I'm a bit surprised you haven't asked about Mother. Been too busy with other things to care?
Current Mood: cranky
Clearly you felt like being a bitch when you wrote this post, but I suppose I'll be happy to disappoint you.
I received a letter from Mother during break and corresponded with her on Thursday by owl.
I would like your thoughts on her condition though, since I understand that you were able to see her during your time at home. Would you want to meet?
You can always change that fact you know.
And honestly, it's my Mother. Don't you feel at all that I deserve to know how she's doing?
Well obviously you should know since you talked to her last week.
You know as well as I do that there is a huge difference between reading what Mother has to say and actually knowing how things are at home.
I'm going to the common room soon. If you can make it down shortly, I'd appreciate it.
He sighed as he leaned back in the couch, not feeling entirely certain that Gabi would show at all, but definitely hoping that she would. It wasn't his style to beg or entreat others when things were less than civil between them, but it was for his Mother.
And for her, almost anything was worth it.
Indifference plaguing her mind, Gabi lazily left her dorm room and made her way into the common room.
"You wanted to see me?" she drawled painfully slow when she saw Theo.
He sat up almost instantly, doing his best to appear nothing less than at least civil as he spread his hands out over the fabric over his thighs.
"You can sit, I won't bite," he said gesturing to the seat beside him as he angled his body slightly toward her. Then, unable to resist the question he wanted to hear, he blurted it out immediately.
"How was she?"
She took her time with sitting down, getting comfortable before even looking up at him. Gabi sighed and let her hands rest in her lap.
"Really? She's honestly okay?" He looked at her, trying to search her face for hints of something that would let him relax. "You didn't just take her word for it?"
"Well of course she's not okay. But she's okay. She's alive and fully functional."
Gabi pulled her feet up onto her seat and wrapped her arms around her shins, staring at Theo with empty eyes.
He took a second to let the news settle in, grateful for it in spite of knowing that he had been telling himself as much during the entire trip to keep from going mad thinking about it.
"You know, I'm glad you went home for break," he said, looking down at his lap with a small frown creasing his features. "I don't know if I could have stood it if I hadn't known you were there."
"I'm sure. What was it you did during break?" Gabi questioned, her curiousity evident.
"I went with Blaise. To visit his grandparents," he said simply, shrugging his shoulders and looking up to meet her eyes. "His father wanted him to go."
She left her face expressionless as she nodded.
"Did you have fun?"
"Look, Gabi, I don't really see why we should discuss this," he said, shifting uncomfortably. He hated feeling guilty, especially about something that normally made him nothing other than happy.
"Tell me about Mother. Did she look well? What kind of mood was Father in?"
Satisfaction washed over her.
"She's looked better, but it wasn't too bad. I hardly talked to Father," she offered simply.
He nodded, analyzing what she said without a word for a few moments.
"So he wasn't around much? Busy?" He didn't wait for her to respond, having too many questions. "He didn't seem overly happy around her, did he?"
Gabi shrugged half-heartedly. "He seemed normal. I didn't see him much. Didn't see either of them much. I stayed in my room most of the time. Or went outside. You know, the grounds look really nice this time of year. Everything's starting to bloom. Really pretty."
The words prompted a small smile from him. "I bet they were. Spring is lovely around the manor, and I can imagine Mother's gardening has only done more to make it even more beautiful."
He looked out into the room again, a slightly heavy feeling settling in his chest. "It's good that he wasn't around much."
"Mmhm," Gabi agreed. "She'll be fine. She's a strong woman."
She shifted in her seat a little and rested her chin on her knees, staring out into the room.
After a few moments, he inhaled deeply, then settled back against the couch, still not turning his face to meet her gaze.
"Is it always going to be like this, Gabi?"
Her eyes shifted over in his direction. "Like what?" she asked blandly.
"You know what I mean."
He let his head fall back to rest against he back of the couch. "Is there a chance for redemption or have you written me off completely? Just so I know," he added, keeping the emotion out of his voice more to match her obvious preference than to suit his own.
Reaching up to scratch her head, Gabi caught site of a clock that hung on the wall above the firplace.
"Uh, sorry but I gotta go. I'm already late to Potter's tutoring session...."
"Yeah," he said, his frown etching further into his features.
"Enjoy that," he muttered, standing abruptly and brushing his hands over his clothes as he started immediately for the dormitory stairs.