After eating and drinking their fill, walking along the Seine was quite a pleasant experience.
When a cruise boat passed by them, Pomona realized they did not have to be so bedraggled. They could have enjoyed a lovely romantic dinner aboard it.
Watching those girls in evening gowns, beautifully dressed up for dates with their boyfriends, Pomona realized she was not a guerrilla fighter, and this was still peacetime, though that peace would soon be challenged.
Yet Albus had once said that even in the darkest of times, one had to look for joy.
At least this summer, she could still enjoy the happiness of being an ordinary girl. She did not need to turn herself into an "Iron Lady" like the Eiffel Tower just yet.
The faster a woman forgot how to be charming, the faster she would come to hate the world.
The catacombs were on the left bank of the Seine, but Severus had taken her walking along the right bank and showed no intention of crossing over. It seemed he was in no hurry to enter the realm of the dead so early.
"Today is the summer solstice," Pomona suddenly said. "You just happened to change into summer clothes today."
"The Pride Parade will be held in the Marais district this Sunday. Are you going?" Severus asked.
"Pride Day?"
"Pride Day is part of the gay rights movement. People should be proud of their sexual orientation, whether homosexual or heterosexual," Severus said calmly. "What do you think Albus feels about his..."
"Stop!" Pomona cried. "I don't want to talk about this."
"Which part do you find hard to accept? That Albus Dumbledore is gay, or that his lover is Gellert Grindelwald?"
"Oh..." She covered her face and groaned.
After reading the letters between those two, she