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Ryan allowed herself to walk with Oliver and when they sat in the carriage together, she rested her head on his shoulder and felt his head lean against hers. It was nice to know that in the whole world, she still had someone there for her. He spoke and she looked to him with her eyes and sighed. "The same as any I've seen before. People will cry, others will try to hold together, but almost everyone will grieve, whether they tear up or not. Everyone will, it's natural." she told him. She had quite a bit of experience in the area. As an unspeakable, though she was unable to talk about her job, she had to understand how people would react. She had to understand everything about death. and mourning. It was a rather depressing job, but she had always been good in those areas.
Oliver helped her out of the carriage and she gave him a soft smile. "Thank you, you don't look too bad yourself." she said to him, and at the news that his mother would be there with Ayden soon, she was glad to hear it. She knew he would behave for Mrs. Wood, but she also knew how he could be a little terror. She loved him still, and this weekend they were having her take off work. She had thought about putting in her resignation for a while, to become a healer, but she wasn't sure about her choice yet. She still had time to do it, and she knew that if she did, Oliver would be the first to know.
His Quidditch stuff hadn't picked up again yet, so she still had some time with him, and she looked to him as they sat there, waiting for the service to begin and she gave him a look. "I have work this weekend. Would you want to come with Ayden and I to the park? I pinky swore him I would take him this weekend. He may not be talking yet, but he knows what a promise is." she asked him. When Mrs. Wood came in with Ayden, the little boy ran over to her and she lifted him into her lap and he handed her a rose and she looked at him. "For me?" she asked and he gave her a nod and she placed a kiss to his forehead. "Thank you." she said to him, and he settled in to his mother's lap, sitting forward and looking around at everyone with bright, wide eyes. Ryan, instinctively, wrapped her arms around him, as if to keep him safe, and when he reached over and tugged on Oliver's jacket, he moved his hand into Oliver's and Ryan looked at him, and smoothed her son's hair back, holding his other hand with the arm she kept around his middle.
Taylor's hug was welcomed to Draco. He had missed her and hearing her speak into his shoulder allowed him to relax a little bit. "Hey." he whispered back and he ran his hand up and down her back. She smelled good, and she looked good as well. It was amazing what a year had done to this girl before him and he loved that she still wanted to be his friend. No one else seemed to be around and he helped Taylor into their carriage, and then sat beside her.
"How've you been lately?" he asked her, quietly, and as the carriage ride went on, he didn't know exactly what to say to her. They wouldn't be able to be seen together too much because of her father and his mother, but at least right now they had time together. The carriage was stopped before it really got going, for a woman who looked striking similar to Oliver Wood and a young child.
"Sorry for stopping your carriage, it was the last one." she apologized and the boy cowered into the woman's arms and she held him close to her as the carriage went on. Draco moved to sit beside Taylor and he looked over to her and held her hand, gently.
Upon arrival at the school, Draco let the woman out first and then he helped Taylor out and looked at her. "Catch me after this is over?" he asked her, gently, and when he got his answer he walked over and sat with his mother while they waited for the services to begin.