Originally Posted by fanficfanatict

Selina sat back and watched the lovely mother daughter moment that unfolded before her. She tried to stop the tears. Most of them because it was so sweet and sincere, the others because she had missed out that type of her relationship with her mother. When she had grown up in Whitley her mother and father were always there, until... welll.... until then. After that they both became work obsessed and that was when Selina picked up the flute and painting. A past time for all of the time she spent alone. It was not her fault, she knew that now. But a little seven year old alone in a house did not understand. Even now Selina only understood to an extent.

Once the carriage was off and flying Selina could almost hear Violet's body language telling her mother to let her go now. She was ready to be without her. Hogwarts was different- it was school. This was time away from her mother on her own choice.

When Violet finally spoke up Selina said, "Yeah, it'll be great. Come on, I'll show where you will be staying, the lot of you."