The Magic Guild: Telling
The Guildmaster stood in front of her mother's door, taking a deep breath before knocking.
"Mama?" she calls. "Mama, can I talk to you?"
Lemia answers the door, curious, and putting an arm around her daughter.
"Of course, Mia. Come in. Have some tea with me."
Mia takes a long sip of tea with some relief, but she looks to be on the verge of tears.
"Mia..." Lemia says again, brushing the hair out of Mia's face. "What's wrong?"
Mia held her mother's hand before saying, "I'm pregnant."
Lemia drops the cup and saucer from her other hand and it goes to her mouth, agape in shock.
"Pregnant?" she asks.
The Guildmaster nods before being pulled into a hug.
"Oh, that is wonderful! My dear daughter with a child of her own! But why do you look so distressed about such happy news?"
Mia explains what happened in the library, crying a little as she leans against Lemia.
"Mia, if it wasn't clear to everyone here by now, you are devoted to Draco. You married him and will bear his child in about nine months. What happened between you and Nash in the library is much closer to what happens with the students. Emotions run wild, accidents happen, and everyone ends up feeling more hurt from it than they rightly should. Obviously, it happens to adults sometimes, too, but you did not stay and prolong the incident. What happened wasn't your fault, merely an involuntary reaction resulting from your rapidly changing body. When Draco and Nash take all of this into account, I'm certain all three of you will feel better about the whole thing and can move on to being excited about the baby."
She strokes Mia's hair a little and gives her a kiss on her forehead.
"Draco does know about the baby, yes?"
Mia nods.
"I can't imagine him holding a grudge against you when he has that knowledge."
There's a pause.
"Mama?"
"Yes, dear?"
"What was Papa like?"
A sigh through Lemia's nose.
"I wish I remember. Sometimes it doesn't hurt as much. I remember kindness and warmth. Going on a picnic, perhaps. Sunshine and the smell of grass. I think he liked being outside."
Lemia pats her daughter's head again and gives her another kiss.
After seeing her mother, Mia went to Meribia. Clearing things up with Nash would be good, but she wants to make sure Draco will really take it as well as Lemia implied.
"Mama?" she calls. "Mama, can I talk to you?"
Lemia answers the door, curious, and putting an arm around her daughter.
"Of course, Mia. Come in. Have some tea with me."
Mia takes a long sip of tea with some relief, but she looks to be on the verge of tears.
"Mia..." Lemia says again, brushing the hair out of Mia's face. "What's wrong?"
Mia held her mother's hand before saying, "I'm pregnant."
Lemia drops the cup and saucer from her other hand and it goes to her mouth, agape in shock.
"Pregnant?" she asks.
The Guildmaster nods before being pulled into a hug.
"Oh, that is wonderful! My dear daughter with a child of her own! But why do you look so distressed about such happy news?"
Mia explains what happened in the library, crying a little as she leans against Lemia.
"Mia, if it wasn't clear to everyone here by now, you are devoted to Draco. You married him and will bear his child in about nine months. What happened between you and Nash in the library is much closer to what happens with the students. Emotions run wild, accidents happen, and everyone ends up feeling more hurt from it than they rightly should. Obviously, it happens to adults sometimes, too, but you did not stay and prolong the incident. What happened wasn't your fault, merely an involuntary reaction resulting from your rapidly changing body. When Draco and Nash take all of this into account, I'm certain all three of you will feel better about the whole thing and can move on to being excited about the baby."
She strokes Mia's hair a little and gives her a kiss on her forehead.
"Draco does know about the baby, yes?"
Mia nods.
"I can't imagine him holding a grudge against you when he has that knowledge."
There's a pause.
"Mama?"
"Yes, dear?"
"What was Papa like?"
A sigh through Lemia's nose.
"I wish I remember. Sometimes it doesn't hurt as much. I remember kindness and warmth. Going on a picnic, perhaps. Sunshine and the smell of grass. I think he liked being outside."
Lemia pats her daughter's head again and gives her another kiss.
After seeing her mother, Mia went to Meribia. Clearing things up with Nash would be good, but she wants to make sure Draco will really take it as well as Lemia implied.