Door 6
"Can we talk?" Angelina asked Montague as soon as the children had left the dining room after Lunch.
"Is there even the slightest chance I could keep you from talking?" He asked back, not even looking at her.
"No."
"Surprise." Montague muttered and sighed heavily.
"So, what do you want?"
"I want you to stop scaring the two."
"WHAT?" Montague looked at her as though it was the first time he saw her.
"I'm not scaring them! And even if I would be scaring them, I don't care! There not here so I can be their big brother or something like that."
"You ARE scaring them! Sam isn't speaking a word when you're around…"
"Didn't you listen to that head of the orphanage? He never speaks!"
"She was saying this about Emily! And it isn't even true!" Angelina told him and tried hard to keep calm about it.
"Is it really that hard for you to be nice just once? Oh, wait, for one moment there I forgot whom I'm talking to!" And with this she stormed out of the room and went looking for Samuel and Emily.
Montague didn't see her again until late in the afternoon when he walked into the library. There she sat, on a rug in front of the fireplace, the children on each side of her.
She was reading them a fairytale or something alike. The voice she used to read surprised him. He had never heard her speak in such a soft voice as she was doing now. But then, they rarely 'spoke' with each other. It was rather fighting. Had been since the first time they had met on the Hogwarts express.
A movement from her right side caught his eye and he found the little girl staring at him. Montague felt as though he had been caught and he hated this feeling. It was his house! His library! There was no reason for him to feel like an intruder now.
He quickly turned away from the cosy scene and walked towards the bookcases to take the book he had originally come for. When he turned to leave the library he felt the girl's eyes still on his back.
That evening dinner seemed to be even quieter than before. But Montague would rather bite his tongue than admit that Angelina might have been right. And so he just continued to eat in silence, not caring for Angelina's attempts to get someone to talk, and left the room as soon as he was finished.