July 1982
One day in June, as she was humming to herself and cleaning the house, she suddenly felt her face heat up, and her heart beat faster.
She raised her hands to her face and covered her cheeks. She lowered one hand from her cheek and placed it over her heart.
As she felt her heart beat at a noticeably faster pace, she thought, 'Am I feeling embarrassed?' She questioned herself.
She waved her wand over herself as she used some basic diagnostic charms to make sure it wasn't a health issue.
The result came back normal, which was weird, since it wasn't normal for your heart to suddenly accelerate. She tried a couple of times, using different variations of basic diagnostic spells she knew.
'Wait, it might be nothing wrong with me,' she thought of another reason she could be feeling flushed.
She closed her eyes and focused hard on her connection to her baby boy. During the 5 years of having this magical connection with her son, she, in her Ravenclaw nature, had tried various things with it.
One of the things she experimented with was using their shared connection to trace it back to the other side and find out how her baby boy was doing. It gave her peace of mind to check on her son periodically while she worked around the house.
Unfortunately, she wasn't able to do much else with it other than amplify the connection with her magic; at most, she was able to use it more accurately to get a better read on her baby boy's feelings.
She often wondered if it was because she wasn't the one who initiated this connection, or if it was just the limit of this magic her son had cast when he was born.
The thought filled her with curiosity; she looked forward to the day when her baby boy would discover their connection and what he could do with it.
But for now, she wasn't able to do much with it other than use it to feel what her baby boy might be feeling.
She traced the connection and confirmed that the brief embarrassment she felt came from her baby boy. Apparently, whatever he was doing or had done or was going to do or even thinking about was so embarrassing that it was intense enough for her to feel it briefly as if it were her own emotion.
She had felt a lot of emotions over the years through her connection with her baby boy, apprehension, fear, despair, happiness, sadness, and many other emotions, but she couldn't ever remember her baby boy ever feeling this embarrassed.
She took out her wand and gave it a horizontal wave as her magic burst out in a sphere with her as the center. It was a variation of Homenum Revelio. It alerted her to all life/human presence in the vicinity. It was a great spell to use to keep track of everyone's whereabouts around the house.
Her spell picked up someone in the back garden.
A mischievous thought came to her mind; she wanted to know what made her baby boy feel so embarrassed. The thought of finding out whatever it was made her giddy; she could use this to tease her son for years to come if it was something that good.
She was currently on the second floor, where there were no windows that offered a view of the garden. If she were an ordinary person, she would have to go all the way down the stairs and then use the back door to head to the garden. Fortunately, she was a witch, so she waved her wand at the wall facing the garden.
"Diaphanum Murum"
The spell's effect was instantaneous: the wall began to shimmer and turned transparent. This particular spell was used by explorers and ward breakers to check the contents of a room without actually having to break into it.
The only issue was that if the wall was enchanted or held magic in any way, the spell would splash against the wall and disappear. It was a situational spell, so not a lot of wizards and witches might know the spell. She herself had learned it from a wizard's journal about a pyramid explorer about 500 years ago.
As the wall became completely see-through, her baby boy came into view. He was crouching under the windows and moving further into the garden.
'Uhhh, he is so adorable, my heart is going to stop beating,' she thought with elation.
Her baby boy was so small that he could have just walked by normally under the windows, and no one would have seen him from inside the house. Clearly, he was putting in extra effort trying to hide from her, as she was the only one at home at this time.
She watched as he reached the grassy part and knelt, then he tucked his knees in.
She recognized the posture; she had seen it while researching different schools abroad. She saw this particular one often mentioned in Mahoutokoro guides; it was a sitting posture used by the Japanese to sit on the floor.
'How does he know to sit like that?'
'Do 5-year-old babies even have the mobility and the discipline required to bend their knees like that to sit?'
She had some questions of her own as she watched her baby boy.
She kept watching as he took deep breaths, which went on for a couple of minutes.
'Well, this isn't too embarrassing, is it?' she idly thought as she watched him for a couple of minutes, just sitting there and taking deep breaths.
After waiting around for something to happen, something finally happened. She saw him slowly lower his head and extend his arms out as support as he lowered his head to touch his forehead all the way to the grass.
'Huh?'
Is he praying? Is he apologizing? If so, to what? To whom?
As she pondered watching her baby boy, she suddenly felt a wave of gratitude pass through her. It didn't even take her a second to realize this was not her emotion. She was observing her baby boy do something he should have no knowledge of, so all she felt right now was curiosity. She concluded that the gratitude she was feeling could only come from her baby boy through their connection.
She didn't know what her baby boy was grateful for, but her mind and magic offered a thought. She didn't know why she came to this conclusion, but she knew the emotion she was feeling was gratitude, more specifically, gratitude for magic.
She knew this emotion like the back of her hand. She had felt like this for many years after she found out about magic. She had thanked magic after getting to Hogwarts, and she had thanked magic after being able to provide for her family back in her 4th year. She had thanked magic for giving her Henry, her magical baby boy, and she still did.
As she watched her baby bow for over a minute, her mind kept thinking about all the times she had thanked magic. She had already started to tear up as she imagined what her life would be like without magic in it and how thankful she was that that was not the case.
She was once again in astonishment as she realized something about her baby boy.
He was using magic to evoke other people's emotions and have them relive all the moments associated with those emotions. She realized it was most likely their connection influencing her to feel the emotions so strongly. Any other person without a connection to him likely wouldn't be influenced so much, but it was still an amazing feat, especially for a 5-year-old. Her baby boy had previously used emotion to fuel magic, but this was on a completely different level.
At the age of 5, he was able to mix emotion and magic into his action.