Fleur frowned a bit “So it was my magic picking on me?” Fleur asked him “how can I be picking on myself though? Your magic doesn’t pick on you.” She said how come her magic picked on her? Fleur looked at the mess around him “So that means I did this?” It didn’t make sense magic always helped her father but it didn’t seem to like to help her at all
He nodes. “Your magic doesn’t pick on you love, it doesn’t really have a mind of its own. It’s just because you haven’t practiced what you can do,” he said. “I’ve been working on my magic for a long time so it does what I tell it to. You just need practice, and I can teach you.”
Fleur nodded a bit “But…don’t you do bad stuff with your magic too?” Fleur asked him she had heard people come into the castle before asking for help and referring to him as a monster, sometimes telling about things he did though fleur knew none of them knew she was listening, sometimes she would listen by accident but sometimes on purpose though she usually stopped when they started making her dad mad.
He hesitated. He should have thought of this. He took a deep breath. “…I don’t any more,” he said. “But I used to, which is why a lot of people call me bad things, I know you’ve heard. But I’ve tried to do better things, because I want to make you proud, OK?”
Fleur nodded a bit “So I won’t have to do bad stuff with magic?” Fleur asked him a little worried the only magic she had ever really encountered was his and evidently her own, she knew not to leave the castle without him people didn’t really know about her and she understood why, there were many people who fesred a monster called the dark one and sometimes even called her father that, Fleur often wondered if they were one in the same but how could it be? Her dad couldn’t be THAT mean after all.
“You will never have to do bad things if you don’t want to, my girl,” he said “Good or bad, it’s your choice, and I will always be there to help you, alright?” He helped her finish cleaning up the kitchen and started getting the ingredients for pancakes together.
Fleur relaxed a little bit more and nodded they finished what they were doing and she watched him get the other ingredients “What else can we add to make them yummy?” Fleur asked as she went to the pantry to look for other things they could add finding raspberries and black berries too “Ppplllleeeaaassseee?”
He chuckled. “I thought you wanted blueberry pancakes,” he said “If we put too many things in the pancakes them they could turn out mushy from all of the fruit juices. ”
Fleur pondered for a moment seeming to debate “Ok how about one more thing?” She offered as a solution “what goes well with blueberries?” Fleur asked him curious as she put the other berries back in the pantry, perhaps for later as a nice snack.
He thought about it for a minute. “….Hmm… We could melt some chocolate and use it instead of syrup, how does that sound?”
Fleur nodded instantly liking the idea "Chocolate makes everything better," Fleur agreed with a small giggle as she started to look for the chocolate finally finding some she stole a small piece for herself as well enjoying the sweet taste for a second before she ran it back over to her papa climbing up on a chair
