"He taunted him." Hermione breathed as tears leaked out of her green eyes. Amelia felt a helpless kind of shock as Cassiopeia let out a wounded cry and collapsed on her son's bed, pulling him into her arms with a sob. Pureblood etiquette be damned, this wasn’t the time to fall back on decorum, not after how much danger their children had been in. The other parent’s feeling much the same way. Clutching their children’s hands and listening to the children recount everything that had happened.