Wallace Haven



Plot: Granuaile Wallace allows her brother Eben Wallace to come visit her in her home in Armagh, Northern Ireland during the summer after his first year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. She also allows him to invite his girlfriend Esme Lennox. The siblings have bonding time away from their parents and Granuaile gets to meet Esme for the first time.

Occupants/Guests:
Granuaile Wallace - EquestrianGal88/Jack Mannequin
Eben Wallace - JackMannequin
Esme Lennox - HannahLongbottom
Lawrence Davies - HannahLongbottom
Note: unless modified, these are the only persons that are allowed to RP in this thread. Do not post here unless requested to do so.

House Description:
Exteriour - see above picture
Sitting Area/Kitchen - Click
Granuaile's Room -Click
Eben's Room - Click
Guest Room - Click
Bathroom - Click

Granuaile walked from room to room of her home, giving her wand a flick in each doorway, and smiling as the place cleaned itself. It was great, not having to worry about tidying up with one's own two hands. Magic made everything a lot easier.

She sat in front of the large mirror in her room and finally put on her face. It didn't matter who was coming to visit, Granuaile needed to look presentable in any given situation. 'Stupid hair.' She ripped out the hair tie that was holding her blonde locks in a ponytail and attempted to fix it for the seventh time. The woman realized that perhaps curling it would be best, so she wrapped her hair around her wand and twirled it, creating ringlets. Finally, after about ten minutes, Granuaile was pleased enough with herself to walk down the stairs and fix up the sitting area one last time. She plopped onto her couch and switched on the television, setting it to one of her favorite muggle reality shows and propped her feet up on the coffee table.

Finally!

Stupid cab driver had gotten Eben lost through the whole of Northern Ireland, and he had at last made it to his sister's house. Paying the cabbie begrudgingly and grabbing his things from the boot, the young boy headed up the walk and stood outside her door.

Blimey, nice place.

Eben knocked and waited for his sister to come greet him. It would be good to get away from their parents for a little bit.

Granuaile slumped in her seat when she heard someone knock at the door. "I have a DOOR bell!" She half shouted and ended up missing the host of the show announcing who had one that episode's challenge. "Gah!" Granuaile reluctantly got up from her seat and stomped her way over to the door. 'Better not be that John fellow...' She was about ready to kick that man in the shin should he ever show up at her door again.
The young woman threw open the door, and looked up, smiling slightly at the familiar face in front of her. "Oh, Eb. Why won't you stop growing?" She could remember being taller than her brother at one point in their lives...but that didn't last nearly long enough.

"Thought you might be someone else, come on in." Granuaile eyed the luggage Eben had with him and moved to the side, leaving plenty of room for Eben to come through.

Eben smirked as Granuaile shouted at him from inside. Always the charmer.

"It's nice to see you too, Sis." he said picking up his bag and walking inside, looking around at her place. Everything was so...neat and tidy.

"Someone else? Am I intruding on some sort of 'date night'?" Eben turned to look at Granauile and smirked again. It was always so fun to tease her about little things.

Granuaile grinned and closed the door behind her brother. "Soooo.... You're going to an actual school." She mentioned and gestured for Eben to follow her upstairs so that she could show him where he would be staying. Granuaile's shoes clacked loudly on the stairs.

She cast her younger brother an almost harsh look, nearly tripping over her own feet. "Don't be silly." Granuaile said and opened up the bedroom that Eben would be sleeping in, though her cheeks had gotten a little red. "I merely thought that you were my annoying neighbor." She waited outside the room so that Eben could get his things situated, "How did you get here?" Granuaile crossed her arms and leaned against the door frame.

"Yeah, Hogwarts. I hope it's not too awful. Mum and Dad have been on my case about getting excited about going there." Eben said, glumly. He hated being indoors all the time, have restrictions like he hadn't had whilst growing up.

The boy followed his sister to his room, smirking when he saw her blushing. "Oh. Is the annoying neighbor cute then?" he teased further, going in and dropping of his stuff before stretching out a little.

Eben rubbed at the back of his head and replied, "I had to take the Muggle way which was just so slow. Took the ferry over to Dublin and then a train and then a cab."

Granuaile smiled a little bit, genuinely this time, "I'm sure it won't be too bad." She said...kindly for once. "I've heard some lovely things about the place." But her smile vanished once their mother and father were mentioned, "Hm. Yes." Was all Granuaile said.

"No." The young woman said quickly and looked towards the ceiling, avoiding her brother's eyes. Why did younger siblings always seem to say stuff like that? It was as though it were embeded in their genes. "Speaking of cute, I'll bet you'll meet a lot of cute girls at an actual school." She raised her eyebrows at Eben, meaning to bug him.

"You took a cab?" Granuaile pushed her hair out of her face and said, "Hun, if you'd have let me know where you were I could have come and got you." She hated cabs. The only time she had dared been inside of one was when a muggleborn friend of hers told her how neat some of them were. But all Granuaile could think of was how it had smelled, and how the driver really creeped her out. She vowed to never again travel by vehicle.

"I just don't see why they're sending me now. I'm going to look so stupid not knowing a lot of magic except for the little that I've been taught." he protested and started pulling out his favorite blanket and setting it on the bed.

Eben turned to see Granauile looking up at the ceiling. So she was lying to him. Oh this will be fun. "The only girls that I have met are a ginger midget who doesn't know how to be nice, and two giggly ogly-eyed girls that just annoyed me." he retorted, going over to his drawers. "Oh, but there was one girl who was incredibly quiet. She was nice." Eben smiled remembering Norah from the sweets shoppe.

"I had no way of getting ahold of you." he added begrudgingly. The boy hardly had a dollar to his name, and didn't own a cell phone to call her. "It's alright though, I've been on worse. Remember the pig wagon we had to take in Chile?" Eben said, grinning as he looked at Granauile.

"Hey, now, come on. I never got to go to an actual wizarding school...and I still manage well." She ignored the nagging voice in the back of her mind that reminded her about all the stuff she still didn't know. But Granuaile was still convonced that most everything could be taught from a book. Who needed actual lessons?
"Still got that thing eh?" Granuaile said and eyed the blanket that Eben started to pull out.

Granuaile laughed loudly, "Oh now, be nice." Though the crack at the so called, 'ginger midget' was amusing. "Maybe they like you. The ogly-eyed girls." She had started to tap one of her long index fingers on the wall, wondering how long it would take until it started to drive Eben insane.

"Maybe I'll get you an owl." Granuaile said thoughtfully, "Or a phone. Would you like a muggle phone, or an owl?" She herself had two of those phones. A bright red one, and an orange one. She loved those muggle things. Especially when she would get a message and it would make a little *ding* sound.
Granuaile scoffed, "Yeah, that thing." That hideous, awful, smelly thing. She shivered just thinking about it. "Sure, keep reminding me of that horrible cart." She could remember it well. Sitting near the back with her knees brought up to her chest, wishing that she were in a real vehicle, or just apparating somewhere. They always seemed to end up in the worst place.

"Yes, well you didn't know any different." Eben replied and sat down on his bed, leaning forward a little bit and twiddling his thumbs. He really shouldn't be mean to his sister, after all, she was his ally in anything that had to do with their parents.

The boy looked up at Granauile and then down to his blanket. He nodded silently and looked down at his hands again. "The only thing that has never changed with every place that we go." Eben said fondly.

However, he rolled his eyes at the comment of the ogly-eyed girls. "Great, that's all I need is a back of twittering sparrows following me around school the whole year." Eben stated standing up and moving her hand from the wall casually. "Can we go in the kitchen now? I'm starving."

The boy walked past her and thought over which he would like better. "Well I think that since the phones don't work at Hogwarts, an owl would be better." he concluded, turning to look at Granuaile.

Eben chuckled at the mention of the pig cart. He made a few pigs noises to keep making fun of her and then stopped to investigate the refrigerator.

Granuaile didn't mention anything as she continued to lean against the door frame. Silently though, she was a bit jealous that Eben got to go to an actual school when she hadn't been able to attend one.

"Hm." Was all the young woman would say when a thought came to mind. She still had an old stuffed toy leopard that she had had since she was three years old. To this day it was with Granuaile, in her bedroom now actually. Though Eben need not know of that.

Granuaile chuckled lightly, "Oh come on, it wouldn't be that bad." She said and scowled lightly as her younger but bigger brother stood up, she knew he'd want to get past. "You might even like it." Granuaile bit her cheek and made an irritated face when Eben move her hand. "Right. Yes." She turned to go downstairs again as well.

She followed Eben down the staircase, "Well then, I'll give you some birthday money and you can get whatever owl you want." Granuaile didn't feel much like going into Diagon Alley. That place was surely packed with the school crowds by now.
"Eben..." Granuaile said in a dangerous tone just after her brother made the swine sounds. "Do that again and I'll make sure that you starve." She had no intention of letting her own flesh and blood starve...but it was an entertaining threat.

"No, I very well will not." he insisted continuing down the hallway and towards the kitchen. "I don't like that sort of girl."

If Eben were a little younger, he might have hugged his sister like he used to, but all he said was a thanks and smiled in her general direction.

He smirked again with Granuaile's warning and replied, "Love you too." Finally spotting a pudding cup in the fridge, Eben opened the plastic lid and searched for a spoon.

Granuaile chuckled again and walked over to the fridge, well, she would have, had her brother not been in the way. "Oh, just help yourself I guess." She said and rolled her eyes, "Trash is under the sink, and spoons are in the top drawer on the left side." Granuaile added and opened the refrigerator door again.

"Have you eaten at all on your way here?" She asked and started to pull a few things from inside the fridge and then moved to taking supplies from an upper cabinet as well. Goodness help her if Eben had already started to starve himself on the way over. That would be a sure way to make sure that he would eat Granuaile out of house and home."Know what these are?" Granuaile said and dropped a medium sized bag of asparagus on the counter next to Eben. "Chop the very ends off if you would...the tough inedible ends." She placed a smaller cutting knife next to the vegetables and put a pot of water on the stove

Eben reached over for a spoon in the drawer that Granuaile had pointed out and started on his pudding, leaning against the counter casually.

He nodded to her question. "Had some fish and chips before the cab ride." They had been decent enough to get by until he came to her house at least.

The boy arched a brow to his sister. Did she think he was an idiot, he could obviously see the vegetables. Finishing up his pudding, Eben set up to work cutting the asparagus as instructed.

"You know I can't cook at all right?" the boy informed her, remembering the last time he had tried to cook was when they only had a campfire and he nearly burned down all of the tents surrounding them.

"Good." Because otherwise, it would cost her another few sickles to feed her brother an extra meal. "I'm glad you were able to keep it down." She wouldn't have been able to last a cab ride after eating...bleh.

Granuaile shrugged, "I didn't expect you to know how. But cutting the ends off of asparagus isn't exactly cooking, it's prepping." She smirked and put some rice into the now boiling water. "It's busy work for you until I know you can handle yourself with hot pans and stuff."
"Any new allergies I have to worry about with you?" Granuaile asked and took out the fish.

"I've got a stronger stomach than you. Always have." Eben replied as he busied himself with the asparagus. He would have to be careful to not cut himself on the vegetables and make them unusable.

"I know little Miss-Know-It-All. I'm just stating a fact." the boy retorted, getting a bit aggravated with Granuaile despite himself.

"Just tomatoes still." he added, putting aside the cut up asparagus and starting on a new batch.

"Lucky you." Granuaile added and placed a couple pieces of fish onto a hot pan, listening to it sizzle...and suddenly getting very hungry.

She rolled her eyes and said, "Well, excuuuse me for wanting to explain things to you. I won't bother in the future. I'll just leave you to go through life not knowing what is right and what is wrong. You'll be as confused as a little rabbit in a magician's hat." Granuaile added and gave her brother a rather sceptical look. "What do you plan on doing with the ends you've cut off?" It sounded more like she were giving the boy a pop-quiz than anything else.

"Oh good. Well, no tomatoes in this, like always." She turned the fish on to their other side and waved her wand, making the rice pot hover above a tiny strainer in the sink.

Eben started laughing as Granuaile exploded at him. "You're yelling at me over a vegetable." he said between chuckles, picking up the ends and heading towards the trash. "Putting them in the rubbish bin unless you want me to do otherwise." the boy said still chuckling a little bit.

After he threw away the green ends, Eben wiped his hands on his pants and spoke up. "What do you need me to do next then?" Hopefully it was to go sit on the couch. He hated cooking and anything to do with it, solely because he was horrid at it.

"I'm NOT yelling at you. I'm informing you." Granuaile said and moved the rice to a platter once it was drained. Adding some freshly ground pepper to it. She moved that out of the way so that she could have more room. "Actually," Granuaile started to say and moved the fish away from the heat, leaving it to rest. Then grabbed the asparagus and placed it in a steamer. "I have a compost bin underneath the front steps. It's a little one, you can put the ends in there."

She scowled when she saw Eben toss the ends away, and rolled her eyes. Fine. Her face got even more depressed when she saw her brother clean his hands on his clothes. "There is a sink here you know." Granuaile added and placed the cooked salmon on top of the rice and set that in the oven to keep warm...it wouldn't have time to overcook. "If you're done then you can do whatever you want. Just as long as it doesn't involve snooping through my stuff."

"Waste of time, they're not that dirty see?" Eben said holding up his hand for Granuaile to look at and smirked.

"Oh I wouldn't dream of doing that." he said with a bright grin before heading over to watch the television. The boy turned it off the weird game show or whatever that his sister had been watching and changed it to the Muggle equivalent of Quidditch.

It was a shame that Muggles don't know how to handle a broom.

"Now they're not..." Granuaile said quietly and checked to see if the asparagus was done. "Not enough yet." She said to herself and closed the steamer lid again to let the vegetables cook more.
"You're going to be washing your own laundry, don't expect me to be doing them for you." Granuaile added and waved her wand, making the used cutlery and cutting boards glide into the sink and wash themselves.

"Oh right." Granuaile said and checked the vegetables again, glad that they had finally finished cooking. She gave her wand another wave and the oven opened up, and the food plated itself onto dinner plates.
Granuaile grabbed a couple forks and brought the plates over to the couch where her brother was, her eyes catching the television screen as she held out a plate and fork for Eben to take. "Ever been to an actual game?" She asked and sat down on the left side of the couch, watching the muggle athletes run from one end of the field to the other."Oh. And don't spill anything. The furniture is new."

"That's fine. I know how to do that." Eben said scratching his head and yawning. Guh. Muggle transportation was just so utterly exhausting.

"Thanks." Eben said as Granuaile passed him a plate and he took a small bite. So she wasn't a bad cook, they were going to make it through the summer without dying of hunger.

He chewed thoughtfully at his sister's question and once he swallowed replied, "Yeah, that's how Dad decided to tell me that I was going to be going to Hogwarts. We're in South Africa right? Went to the stadium, got me some food, himself a beer and just as the forward scores he just goes, 'So we're sending you off to school.'"

Eben stabbed at the fish darkly. He felt betrayed, neglected even when his parents had decided that they wanted to move to England. To live in a house like a normal family.

"Do we have anything to drink?"

"Stay awake long enough to not choke on your food okay?" Granuaile added and took a bite of her own food, watching the muggle sport with entertained eyes. She never could get past how the athletes could run for so long.

"Hm. Lovely of him." She said and ate a piece of asparagus little by little. "You didn't take it well I assume?" Granuaile expected that Eben might have nearly freaked out in the stands. She would.
She finished off the vegetable and looked over at Eben, slightly concerned. "It'll be fine. Who knows. You might love it."
Another matter came to mind, "Mum and dad speak of me at all?"

"We do." Granuaile said and summoned over a couple of glasses, making sure to place them on a couple of coasters. She filled them both with water. "Of course, if you want something else, there are a few carbonated things in the pantry. I don't drink that stuff too often. So have as many of them as you want."

Eben pulled a face at her and continued on eating. "For what it's worth, this is really good Gráin." he said smiling gratefully to his sister. He may not have wanted to admit it, but she was his saviour at the moment.

"I was a bit in shock for the rest of that match. Couldn't even tell you who won." the boy added and ate some of the rice. Eben remembered the score for every match he watched. It was one of those brain things that had always stuck in his head.

"Yeah, hope so." Eben said, placing his silverware down on the plate suddenly not hungry for a bit. After a bit he started eating again and replied, "Not really. I think I heard them once talking in private about you coming for Christmas." That would be an awkward holiday gathering.

"Do you have milk?" he asked putting his plate on the table in front of him and standing to go search in the fridge.