We are not family

Cecilia sat in the middle of a large room and her daughter Molly sat a few feet away from her, crying. “Aw Molly, it’s okay,” She said and stood up picking up the little girl. “Come on let’s try it again.” She placed the child on her little feet once again and took a few steps back. The young mother was trying to teach her child who was almost two by this time how to walk, but she had accomplished more crying than walking. “Otay Molly, walk over to mommy,” She said encouragingly and holding out her hands to the little girl, who fell back down on her bottom and started crying again.
Sighing Cecilia walked back over to Molly, and picking her up again. “Oh Shh honey, you’re okay.” She said shaking her head. “It didn’t hurt that bad, but let’s not try any to walk anymore for today. It’s almost lunch time anyway.” She said and walked into the kitchen where she sat Molly down in the high chair still crying.

Raphel had been working a job at the ministry for the perks, but now it was time for him to return home to his "favorite" Wife and his Daughter. Reaching the front door, he would turn the knob and entered the two story building in Italy. Walking through the front door into the hallway, and stepped into the kitchen to at least enjoy a meal from his Wife. Might be the only good thing about her, he looked at his Daughter as the sound of crying would come from her. He would pick her up from the high chair, and embraced her gently rocking her to soothe her crying, once she stopped he would place her back in the chair and looked at his wife Cecelia.

" Don't go around harming the girl, she is delicate in this age period " He said in a low tone, not wanting her to cry again. Even if she wasn't his child, she still bear the Montague name, but he was going to make sure to get children of his own with Cecilia because he still needs a boy in this family. He had tracked down the man that had knocked up Cecilia, and had a little "chat" so that he would never be able to claim the child, or any money he made sure of it.

In this few years, he had let his hair grow out to be full and long, but only to his chin line any farther would involve getting it cut. He looked at Cecilia with a distance stare, as he still hasn't gotten use to her yet. Maybe one day, but at this moment he would only fulfill his duties as the husband. He waited for his plate of food, only saying a few words. " How was your day, Cecilia "

"I would never harm my daughter," Cecilia Said as she cut up some tomato's and lettace to make a small salad to go with their pasta. "I was trying to teach her to walk and she fell on her very padded bottom. But she only learned how to fall down." She dished the food onto three plates. One with very small portions two with larger portions. She placed a plate in front of her husbend and another infront of her daughter leaveing the third for herself. "It was normal," Cecilia replied to his question as she took a seat next to the little girl, "and yours?"

Raphel would simply roll his eyes at her comment about the baby girl. " Our Daughter, don't forget that " They were married, and he was the Male, which meant that he held most of the power in the marriage from the pureblood rule book. But even if he didn't, he would still would have said the same words.

" I guess, I'ii have to teach little Molly how walk " The plate of food at been placed in front of him, and did his part. Grabbing a fork, he would start to dig into the food and eating it slowly and tasting his food inside his mouth. Then stopped for a good moment, to reply to his wife. " The Ministry seems to be getting worst every day, and other cutting many funds to many departments, but aside from that I still have my job "

"That's good," Cecilia murmured not paying much attention to what her 'husband' said as she cut up Molly's pasta and lifting some of it up on a small fork and feeding it to the little girl, who had had enough of her mother feeding her after a few bites and began pushing the fork away from her face and getting pasta sauce everywhere. Sighing Cecilia lay the fork down and giving up to eat her own food. "She's to independent for her own good." she murmured with the roll of her eyes shaking her head at the baby who giggled and played with her food.

Raphel smiled at the little girl, as she seemed to be giving trouble to Cecilia. It was funny to him, but he was still eating his food. Once finished, he took his plate over to the sink, and then came over to stand next to his daughter. Handing a hand through her hair, as he she giggled at his actions. She was a free spirit, which he liked about her and very Independent which is a good trait. " I like her this way, never a dull moment if you ask me " He smiled at Molly, playing peek-a-boo with her.

"She's going to end up to much like her uncle," Cecilia said clearly not in a good mood, "Now she needs a bath." Though she wasn't finished Cecilia picked up her plate and the one Molly was making a mess with and went over to the skin washing them. With a wet rag she cleaned off her daters hands and face then the tray of the highchair in front of her. "Okay now it's bath time." She said picking the girl who had resumed her crying, that sometimes sounded more like screaming, up and headed up to the bathroom. "Shh, there is no reason for your crying. Nothing bad has happened to you," She said and tickled the girl trying to cheer her up. "Come on no more crying." Cecilia was almost ready to start crying herself if this didn't end soon.