A child's cry

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[Ginny Weasly]

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Ginny nodded, slightly, thinking over what he had said, "Perhaps what he did would have killed you...? Or perhaps, you didn't kill him and only think that because the jumble your memories are in..? Or even more perhaps, he's still alive." Even Ginny couldn't pull off the last one with out smiling at herself, shaking her head for being an idiot.

Of course the man was dead, and it was more than likely that Xaver had killed him.

[Xaver]

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What Aaro had done?
..Perhaps it would have killed Xaver. He didn't know. He had a feeling it was worse, though... Dealing with his future, or the possibility of ever having one...? Something...
He shook the thought away, then sighed, softly, tiredly.

"No.. he's dead. If there is one thing I do know, besides my loving you, and our little boy... It's that."

Xaver slumped, slightly, against the bathtub side.
He couldn't have killed Aaro.
He wouldn't believe it - not until he knew for sure... Even if the dark, sickly feeling inside him said otherwise.

[Ginny Weasly]

Ginny nodded, watching him with curiosity. He was feeling guilty and there was no actual proof he'd done anything wrong. Ginny understood the feeling, and she worried that Xaver was unduely feeling guilty.
He might have killed his old friend, and he mightn't have. There was no way to know for sure yet.

"Do you feel better at all, love?"

[Xaver]

"Yes," he said softly, amidst a sigh.
It seemed the sudden, alarming excitement of the morning had drained him..

He looked up at her then, frowning.

"How come I don't hear Cody's feet trampling up the hall? It's well past dawn, now..."

[Ginny Weasly]

Ginny frowned suddenly, shaking her head and standing. She stretched her arms and left the room, beginning down the hallway, looking back as she said, "Maybe he's sick from his nightmare last night?"

[Xaver]

Xaver rose as she left, following her trail like a silent phantom.
"Perhaps..."

What had Cody's dream been about, anyway?
Some frightening premonition, or made-up horror?
...how come he had never asked?

[Ginny Weasly]

But once in the hallway, Ginny stopped, looking at Cody's door which had only just a moment ago clicked shut. She glanced back at Xaver and walked, soundlessly towards Cody's room and pushed open the door.

"Cody?"

[Xaver]

Xaver followed her still, but remained back a few paces, thoughtful. And slightly concerned.
Cody, it seemed, had absorbed many of Xaver's habits - waking up with the sunrise, being one. ..It was well past dawn - so where had their son been, in that last few moments?
The door clicked, and Xaver's frown deepened, pausing at the opposite side of the door frame, from Ginny, looking through..

[Ginny Weasly]

Cody was under his cover's, covered head and foot. He peeked ou, feigning sleepiness.
"Momma?"

Ginny wasn't one to fall for it, but she was able to pretend back, "My poor baby. Don't you feel well?"

[Xaver]

Cody's tiny, boyish voice stopped Xaver in his tracks, in the doorway. He paused, stalling leaning against the doorframe, his gaze flickering beween Ginny and Cody, trying to get his emotions under reign, and under control. It wasn't so easy, when had recently been so shaken, though he fared well, remaining quiet.

They were pretending?

Xaver watched, curiously.
Confused, no doubt, by their mannerisms, but playing it off.

He moved from the doorway, toward them, and turned, to sit at the foot of Cody's bed.

[Ginny Weasly]

Cody shook his head, avoiding his mother's eyes. He looked to Xaver then, curiousity written on his features, and he looked about to burst with questions.
But he didn't say anything.

"Well, angel, if you are sick, you must stay in bed all day. I was going to see about taking you to your uncle's joke shop for a bit today...but..." Ginny left the senetence hanging and Cody had to hold his breath to keep from uncovering his own lies.

[Xaver]

Xaver's gaze was floating about, almost to a relaxed ease - when he caught Cody's eye, and noted the burning interest behind the young eyes that were so similar to his own.

"Unless you're not sick at all," Xaver put in, winking. "I mean, it is such a nice day..."

Fred and George's.
It had to be.

Xaver smiled slightly at the thought - mainly, for he hadn't seen the twins himself, in ages.

[Ginny Weasly]

Cody bit his lip, looking undeniably like Ginny now, "I think...I'm feeling better" He said, cautiously, then he nodded, "Yeah, I feel loads better! It's a miracule!" He threw his arms up into the air, waving them around, trying despretly to convince his parents.

Ginny pursed her lips, "I dunno, Cody. You see, someone was listening in on me and your dad this morning, and we can't go anywhere till I find out who it was."

[Xaver]

-He was listening...?-

Xaver blinked.
He had been too focused on his own thoughts - his memories - and the physical angst that came with it, to concentrate on much of anything else. Especially, not an evesdropper.
The most important of evesdroppers, as well.