Date: 15th of July
Merlin was safe. It was the last he had of Isolde, besides his memories of her, and while they had been having something far from the average married life, then he still thouht it was quite a good life. Besides - even though he had no experience in the matter, then he believed that he had found a good wetnurse for him - so far she had managed to look out for him whenever Terell was working - which was basically all the time these days, and she had also gotten the baby out of the building when the fire had caught the house.
Terell himself had gotten slightly burnt, in an attempt to save as much as possible of the paper work from the study. He felt like sighing and sitting feeling sorry for himself, but no Malfoy would ever do that and Terell was not going to let anyone think they see a weak Malfoy. He needed to be strong, for the family and for Merlin. Having already been treated for the burns on his arms and hands, he began to look after the wetnurse - maybe a bit too early according to some of the mediwitches, but he was not going to listen to them.