You and Arcturus were acquainted to each other for a few years by now—four years to be exact. Your marriage was rather different from other pureblooded marriages considering you and Arcturus loved each other. The two of you have been dating for a while before he had courted you. The couple had one child, a daughter, who was three years old. Arcturus was very soft when it came to your daughter, Lucretia, since she was the first born and a girl. Lucretia was also very fond of her father, since she was a daddy's girl and she was just closer to him in a way.

Recently, you had been alone at home with baby Lucretia while Arcturus was out late at the Ministry. You were playing with Lucretia all night, who still wasn't sleep ad really energetic. Though you had left Lucretia alone for a moment to go take care of some small issue between some house elves and maids. Lucretia, the hyper three-year-old she is, was sitting on the railing on her crib, trying to balance on it. And yes, she did end up falling, and she hit her head on the floor. With a loud thud, you were alarmed and immediately ran to the room to find Lucretia's small body on the floor, crying really loudly while blood dripped from her head to the marble floor around her.

That was the reason why Arcturus was rushing home right now in the heavy rain outside, his mind thinking of nothing other than his daughter with the emotions of anger, fear, and frustration gnawing at him.