She sat at the far corner of the last section of the basement, a couple journals and books sprawled out in front of her. She seemed to be researching two things at once, her face emotionless as she scribbled a few things down in one journal, then another couple remarks in a second journal. A couple books were spell encyclopedias, and another was an in-depth analysis of the Cruciatus Curse.
She glanced up at him, her gaze a bit darker than usual, but not quite as black as when she was practicing the Cruciatus Curse. "Dark research. It was easier to spread it out on the floor then sit in the desk."
She tapped the book about the Cruciatus Curse. "I'm looking up more of the long-term effects to being exposed to it." She tapped the spells encyclopedias. "And I'm also seeing which spells work in the same way."
"Remember how I told you about the Braxton Hicks contractions awhile ago? I've had more since... except I barely even notice them. I think my brain is blocking out the signal that causes pain in the same way it blocks out the Cruciatus Curse."
She didn't completely agree that it was a bad thing- but whether she was just in denial or really believed that, she couldn't be sure. "I don't think there's anything wrong with her, though. I haven't been doing it since she was conceived- the responses were formed through my research, not brought on by genetics. It's not something that can be passed down like that."
The day after her trip down to the Department of Mysteries, she ventured back down to the basement while Ferlen was at work. She walked to the boxes, her wand out as she opened the one on top- she didn't want to be startled by another boggart. She hadn't gotten the chance yet to go through all of these Muggle movies with Mary yet. But the performances... she wanted to go through those on her own first. She had performed a lot of those musicals with Luke. She was strong enough to watch them if she chose... but she didn't want to. His voice had had so much of an impact on her in the Death Room- it both scared her and fascinated her. She shook the thoughts away. She did want to watch one of her performances. But she had to choose the right one- one without Luke in it. She shifted through the DVDs and picked up Les Miserables. No... that was too miserable, she decided with a small smile. She put the DVD back in the box, shifting through until there were two DVDs in her hands: Annie Get Your Gun and Wicked. In both she had played the lead role. She wasn't sure which one Ferlen would like more... so she decided to let him choose. She had thought to ask him to watch one of her old performances with her ever since he had turned that boggart into a beautiful version of her singing. She didn't know what circumstances would allow her to sing again now... the song "You Are the Music in Me" seemed to hold true for her and Luke. But this was the next best thing, and even if she didn't want to sing anymore, she could still hold them same happiness and love in her heart that she had back then. She grabbed her journal as well- she could write while she waited for Ferlen to return home from work. Holding the journal and the two DVD cases carefully, she made her way back upstairs and into the living room.