The Yule Ball

"Voldemort threatened my family unless they joined them, back then my mother was pregnant."

Elrohir nodded. "He does that alot. At least your parents managed to keep you safe."

"And Descartes too, I often believed they made a greater sacrifice than I could ever dare make."

"What was that?" Elrohir asked curiously

"Their freedom." Sonia says. "They will be forever labeled as evi. their marks can never be removed. They're scarred for life."

"I don't think they're evil." Elrohir said softly. "Maybe people think better of them than you think."

"That's because you're open minded."

"I like to think so." Elrohir answered. "But maybe you just underestimate how much good there is in the world."

SOnia blushed. "Maybe, but when you're constantly surrounded by negativity, it happens."

"It does." Elrohir agreed. "But only if you let it."

Sonia sighed. "Yeah, I guess I did let it."

Elrohir frowned slightly. The conversation was doing nothing for Sonia's mood. He reached down and picked a flower and tickled her nose with it.

Sonia giggled wrinkling her nose up as it was tickled. "hey." she laughed.

Elrohir tickled her nose again. "What? Something the matter?"

Sonia giggled playfully swatting Elrohir.

Elrohir did his best to look appalled. "What was that for?"
He attacked her nose with the flower again

Sonia fell over backwards on a huge flower that was soft and completely cradled her.

Elrohir flopped down on the flower next to her and laughed. "Clumsy, aren't you?"

Sonia blushed. "Yes, especially when someone is tickling my nose." she smiled broadly.

"Now who would tickle your nose?" Elrohir asked innocently