Have you met me? I get everything I want.
True. As far as I’ve seen, though, you never manage to keep those things.
He slept a summer by my side,
He filled my days with endless wonder.
And still I dream he’ll come to me,
That we’ll live the years together.
And here I flattered myself thinking you would want to come for me.
Violet. An Auror.
…And how the hell did you manage that?
So you’ll come then? To the wedding.
Depends on who the lucky bride is.
Half arse, half you. Great prospects.
You know what? Just stop! Stop talking about my son! You don’t get to talk about him at all, never mind like this!
And still you decided to raise his child.
Just because he’s his child, doesn’t make him any less of mine.
A child outside marriage is a bastard.
Yeah, well his father’s an arse, so I’m quite happy not to be married to him.
Just because he doesn’t have a father doesn’t make him a ba-… It doesn’t make him that.
Oh don’t you worry, I won’t let that happen to him.
Well, anyway, I’m getting married soon, did you know? I would like to invite you and your bastard son to the ceremony.
…Don’t call my son that.