The younger girl sometimes felt like being called kiddo and other variations thereof was like being called a baby. Dora Umbridge was NOT a baby. She was almost a teenager and though she was short, she expected to be treated her age. Hmph. Not that Sophie didn't treat her like an equal or anything...

And yes, even Dora Umbridge got sad sometimes... more often than she let on actually. But being here seemed to amplify the sadness and her reason for it more than any place ever had. "I miss my Dad and brother. And most of all I miss my Mum. " She was positive she hadn't mentioned to Sophie that her mum was deceased, bUT she would do... in due time. It just really hurt being in her Mum's old house and the letters from her Aunties and Uncles made that feeling more real than before.

Oh. Hey. Sophie was hugging her? Dora took that as her cue lay her head over on Sophie's lap. She would pet Dora's hair, right? RIGHT? Sad Dora needed some love.