The dark-looking lad walked besides his mother. His head bowed, but his gaze out in front of him seeming to glare at his belongings, he looked something like a bull ready to charge.

"You'll be behaving yourself while you're away at school won't you?" She side-glanced and wore a smile of one who is humouring another. She tried to hide her concern, but did poorly.

"Having doubts?" He spoke, not looking at her at first, then directed his gaze at her. "Mum, when I have ever misbehaved while I was left on my own?" He looked up to her with an expression that suggested he truly believed what he'd just said.

Zuheir did not want to argue with her boy at the moment or hash-out bitterness over Cutty's stern opinions about the family. They were going to have a perfectly fond farewell and that was how the boy's father would hear of this. No fodder for his argument as to why Cutty needed to attend a Canadian school or live elsewhere. It WOULD BE a fond farewell and Cutty WOULD BE doing what he was told to do whilst at school this year.

"No doubts, Cutty. I just want to make sure you're prepared." She pulled him a little closer as they went through the entrance together, spitting out on the other side as though she did it everyday. Cutty seemed to have no time to react, or if he did, perhaps he too was accustomed to different forms of magical travel.
The witch spoke again to her boy, "If you find that you need anything remember to use the schools owlry and write me about it so I can sit at home and laugh at you." By which she meant she'd send him along anything he needed.

"Right." Young Cutty gave a nod of the head, her meaning clear to him as he ran off to be near where they would be boarding. He waved at his mum from a distance wanting her to be gone. He was out on his own now and he was gonna do things his way!