"Mum he's gone! Why would he just go without saying goodbye? Has he found someone else? Aren't I good enough for him?" Victoire cried to her mother, her face planted in her hands. "Mum all I did was try and be good to him. We were in love! Well at least I thought we were! Aren't I good enough for him? Am I too fat? Too ugly? It's been 4 days" She brought her face from her hands and her face was bright red, streaks of black running down her cheeks.
"Darling he vill' come back, and if he duzent' then you vill' find somevone' else. you're beautiful Victoire, you could have anyone"
"No I'm not!" She snivelled, "People will just use me because I'm Part Veela! I want Teddy! He won't even be there to take me to Kings Cross tomorrow!"
"Calm down Victoire! He vill' come back, we vill' find him eventually, and he vill' pay for leaving you!"
"Mother I need him now! It's important. I need him" She burst out in tears again, flowing like a fountain down her face.
"Why is it so important?"
"I-it just is" Victoire collapsed onto the sofa and buried her face into the pillow.
"Try not to vuin' the pillows, Victoire!"
"I don't care about pillows, I want my Teddy!" She demanded.
"You want a Teddy bear? I'll go and get on of your old ones from upstairs if you like? You have got plenty after all" Louis smirked. Victoire brought her head up and raised her voice. "You'll never be in love you ugly little rascal! Nobody's ever going to want you you're just selfish and you don't care for anybody!" She sobbed, and Fleur wrapped her arms around her. "There vos' no need for zat', Louis." She said, sternly. "Go to your voom' "
"Okay chill all of you, he'll obviously come back" Louis said and stormed off. Domonique simply sat on the armchair by the fire reading 'Fantastic Beasts and Where To Find Them.
Around 10 minutes later, they heard a pop outside the door to the hallway, and a tall, stocky, red haired man entered the room, a 'Honeydukes' package in his hands. Victoire stood up and ran into his arms.
"Daddy!"
"Victoire what's wrong?" He questioned, confused,
"He's still not back, Daddy. He's gone!"
"He's not gone darling. He'd never leave you. He'll come back. I promise." He rested his chin on her head and comforted her, stroking her hair.
"He won't! I know he won't" She practically screamed into his shoulder.
"Come on, let's have some butterbeer and talk. I got you some sweets on the way home to cheer you up. Your favourite" He smiled. She took him by the hand and whipped the tears from her face with the back of her left hand.
She propped herself up onto the kitchen side and her father, Bill, retrieved 2 bottles of Butterbeer from the fridge. She took it from his hand and put it to her mouth with her shaking hand.
"Daddy I look awful"
"You look beautiful, princess. You always do" He took a sip from the bottle and placed it on the side.
"Thanks Daddy, but I really don't" She took a chocolate frog from the box and took a large bite.
"Have you asked anyone if they've seen him? He could have gone miss-"
"He hasn't Daddy. It would have been in the Daily Prophet"
"Well have you asked anyone if they know anything. Your cousins? Your friends?"
"Yes! I've asked everyone. I can't cope without knowing he's there. He can't comfort me. We can't cuddle. He can't tell me jokes. Daddy I can't do it"
"I'll find out what's happened princess, I promise. I won't have my little girl upset like this" She slipped down from the side and hugged him once more. He wiped her tears and kissed her head. "It'll be alright"
They both went back in the living room and set up a game of Wizards Chess.
"Louis!" Bill called. "Do you want a game of chess?" A few minutes later he was in the living room and sat next to the coffee table. They were all sat around it, apart from Domonique.
"Dom, don't you want to play?" Bill asked.
"Er- no. Reading. Work to do for tomorrow. You know how it is."
"Are you sure you can't just spare a minute? It won't be the same without you" He walked over to the armchair and took her hand. He attempted to pull her up.
"No!" She said sharply. "I don't want to!"
"Vot' is wrong with vou' today? You don't speak to you Father like vat'!" Fleur said sternly, shocked.
"It's fine, Fleur. She's just stressed, getting all her homework done" He tried to assure her, but she was having none of it.
"No she is not. Do vou' see any quill or parchment? Or a desk?"
"She's probably revis-"
"She isn't. She's probably just in a mood as usual"
"I bet she knows something" Louis piped up.
"About what?" Victoire questioned, as she shot Domonique a warning look.
"About Teddy"
"I don't know anything! Just leave me alone" She whined, and curled up.
"I bet you do. You aren't usually this unsociable" Louis said
"I don't, are you thick? Do you have ears? Are you damaged in the head?"
He rolled his eyes and they started the chess game. When they were finished, they packed up and resorted back to the sofa, but Louis began to nag Domonique some more.
"I know you do, Dom. I heard you talking about it to Lucy last time she was here"
"Okay, fine! Do you really want to know?" She got to her feet and pointed at Victoire, "She's pregnant. Are you all happy now?"
Victoire gasped and began to cry.
"You pathetic little brat!" She grabbed the nearest thing, threw it at her, and ran out the room.