Leo

[0_0_7]

Sunday was a beautiful day. Far too nice to be indoors. But Bond had been itching for this opportunity all week and when Sunday arrived he found himself at Rooks Manor with take away lunch at noon. He rang the bell and the butler let him in. Bond barely spoke to him- he was only the help.

When Leo emerged, Bond smiled pleasantly.

"I brought food. I thought we could enjoy a bite and keep this relaxed," he said warmly.

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[0_0_7]

"A shame," Bond said gently. "She was an excellent witch, you know. She was so talented in school."

[leo_rooks]

"You were in school together?" Leo asked.

[0_0_7]

"It seems like so long ago," he said. Then he added, "We weren't friends. We had different interests. But we had classes and I was fond of her."

[leo_rooks]

"I miss her," Leo admitted quietly.

[0_0_7]

Bond was quiet for a long moment as he calculated he wisdom of honesty. Ultimately, it was worth the risk if it could earn Leo's trust.

"I missed my mother terribly when I was your age," he said gently.

[leo_rooks]

"You lost your mother young?" he asked, glancing over.

[0_0_7]

"Younger than you are," he nodded. "At least you're old enough to be independent and not shuffled about. It's never easy, being without your parents. Even if they were despicable, they were still your parents, hmm?""

[leo_rooks]

"Does it ever stop hurting?" Leo asked after a moment.

[0_0_7]

"Eventually," he assured him. "But not for quite some time. Leo, grief takes time. And knowing your father? Your grief is probably quite complicated. I understand," he said as gently as he could.