"I never had moved until Stark Manor was destroyed. And technically I still have not really moved, per se." Sophia frowned, trying to think of the first vivid memory she had, looking away from Bruin so that he could not distract her from her search.
"It was summer and my parents took me to Diagon Alley. I remember my mother fretting the entire time and looking worried and...sad." Sophia frowned and looked at Bruin. "They kept arguing, but their arguments did not make any sense to me. My father would not like my mother finish her sentences and kept cutting her off and telling her to be quiet. I do not really remember them fighting like that before.
"I remember looking at the brooms and asking my father if I could have one. He said yes at the same time as my mother said no." Sophia frowned at the memory. "My mother just stared at my father, and he stared back, and he went inside and bought just bought the broom from the display. My mother was furious. As soon as we got home she threw a potion on the broom and it just...dissolved. Then of course my parents started yelling at each other and I was sent to my room."
Sophia frowned, not very pleased with her memory. It was not a pleasant day, she remembered that, and was not excited to be reliving the experience in her mind. She sighed slightly and looked at her shoes, wondering what Bruin would say about her memory.
