"You don't have to make a fuss. You can have a private burial."
The Nightshade was about to tell him that he needn't worry when she decided to remain quiet. It was obvious the boy wanted to help and this way, he would feel better knowing he did. Knowing the attention span of young males these days, Azalea was certain he would forget all about it in the next few days. Professor Winchester would go quietly as he wanted and Josh would feel better about helping someone in need.
And Azalea would learn to deal with things on her own.
"Come on, A-Azalea, you should be inside, not sitting outside. It's cold."
She nodded, taking his hand with a warm smile as she pulled herself to her feet with the fluidity years of dance had instilled in her. "Thank you for being so nice," she smiled, letting go of his hand. She had been right, even standing up, he was exactly her eight if not an inch taller. "Want to walk me back to my greenhouse? I still have a lot of grading to do," she attempted a little cheeriness in her tone, not even bothering to pick up the envelope warning her that she would not get her inheritance until the Ministry had determined she was the rightful heir.
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