Rory had turned to see the tree, sitting in Brier's arms and leaning against him as he spied the tree. Brier wished he'd had a camera to catch the little boy's face, "Isn't mum good like that? Finds you something so pretty to look at, but watch this," Brier said, slipping his wand out of his sleeve and tapping it on one of the ornaments. They had some ornaments at home, but nothing this fancy and although everything was set up he picked out one of the drummer boy and set it in motion as it was hanging from the branch. Even though Rory had grown up with magic all around so far, it was easy to entertain little boys with it.
Leaning forward, Rory pointed it out to Sarah with a grin and his quiet chatter. Although shy, Brier and Sarah had done a good job not baby talking the boy, so he was quiet but rather intelligent and observant. Brier gave his wife a grin over Rory's head but in his moment of inattention, Rory nearly took a headdive into the tree. "Woah there, look with your eyes not your hands," Brier laughed moving to set the boy down but keeping a hold on his hand. "Maybe something to play with?" Brier glanced at Sarah's purse, knowing she had to have something in there, she always had something. "I don't really see any other kids around, maybe we weren't supposed to bring him?" he asked with a shy look around the room. Maybe the invitation had been just a nice gesture or something. He couldn't really remember any parties his parents had taken him to, most of them were spent with house-elves back home with his brother and sister.
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