Caelen gasped as she ran after Nate. There were so many people! How many of these people were actually going to Hogwarts though? That was kind of an important question. And was there a door to this? Her brother told her that you had to run through a wall to get into the platform. And she didn't want to sound conceited or like she was whining, but Caelen wasn't exactly interested in pug face.


"I'm so going to beat you at that when I get back!" She was talking about a game she and her friend Spencer had played almost every day during the summer, when they would get tired of talking to everyone older than them. Caelen spent her time exploring inside the new enviorment and eventually found an attic with a bunch of old games and things inside. That was like the boredom ender machine. And she wasn't sure if anyone noticed when they took things like games and books either. Which reminded her.

"Also, make sure to put up the papers. I really want to start working on the crawl space." Caelen hoped Nate would do that, because she did not really want to decorate the room herself. Besides, was it really too much asking him to help what she had already started? Probably when it involved decorating a whole room.

Caelen took a second to pause and laugh at Nate and pushed Spencer gently. She wasn't trying to hurt him by any means, it was more of a playful little nudge. Or a love tap. But she didn't love him or anything. She was eleven. Boys were still icky to her.

And could Nate be any more annoying? He had been rushing them all morning! The redhead's stomach was already feeling weird with all of the peanut butter toast she had scarfed down because of him. She was a first year and wanted to look around! Stop rushing her!

And besides, the faster Nate said to move the slower she was making her and Spencer go. It gave them more time to converse and also made Nate angry, which was always funny. That was something the eleven year old had learned over the summer. Nate got funny when he was mad. Man she was evil.

Caelyn and Spencer got on his nerves sometimes. First they were running around, and now they're walking slow! What next!? They purposely become late so that way it would push ALL of his buttons.....and he meant ALL of them. They liked to torture him, though he gets payback because he's half their size and body weight. They'd never stand a chance. Both intellectually and physically he could take the both of them, combined down. He even stood a good chance against his oldest brother, Thomas. "Fine....then I'm gonna get you!" After he spoke those words he started to chase after Caelyn, and eventually picked her up in his arms, carrying her baby style.

Spence was having so much fun, watching his older brother and Caelyn off to Hogwarts. Immeadiately after she said that he replied back in a taunting voice "Nuh uh! I'm still going to be so much better then you"

Oh, what he was chasing her? She laughed as they ran, putting her stuff down. Spencer would hopefully grab that. Yeah right was she goign to get caught... yeah that didn't take long at all. Uggh he had to pick her up? He couldn't have grabbed her wrist and pulled her along? Even being pulled along like a kindergarten class would be better than being picked up like a toddler. She was eleven! She watched her brother do potions! She was a smart girl.

"Let me down! I can walk you know! I'm not a baby!" She looked over Nate's shoulder to Spencer and pleaded for him to help. Together they could take him. Probably. At least it was easier to carry her stuff like this. But now she couldn't chill with Spencer.

"Listen, you're taking my mom's request too seriously. You don't have to carry me. I'll be fine." Seriously, she wasn't going to die by walking to the train station. She was a big girl, even though she was about five feet tall.... she was a big girl in metaphor! She knew how to handle herself in life. Sort of.

The redhead stuck her tongue out at Spencer and laughed. "Yeah right! You don't have anything on my skill!" She was going to a school for wizards that he couldn't even go to yet -never mind that he was too young by a year-. She still had something on him.

But seriously though, she couldn't wait! She felt more excited now than she did when she got the letter and when her mom finally said she could go. She got to learn to use a wand -tucked safely in her front pocket because she was the president of bad ideas- and got to learn potions and such! She already started reading the books. She didn't get very far because she spent a lot of time playing old board games with Spencer.

Who by the way seemed to be enjoying this. Yeah, he would. The little fink. She was goign to have to prank him when she got home.

Leonard had finally made it to the platform with his mother, thankfully his sisters and step-father had decided to stay at home so that they didn't end up causing too much of a scene. He couldn't have dealt with that, after the 30 minutes of their complaints and hugging and what not. So instead the eleven year old bit his lip as he walked alongside his mother pulling his trunk behind him.

So from what she had told him he had to run through a wall.

A WALL!!!!

He still couldn't see that happening. So he looked up to his mum, only to see her already smiling down at him as she reached over and ruffled his hair. Narrowing his eyes he tried in vain to flatten the curly brown hair, but that wasn't going to work. But his mother only laughed at his reaction, amusement shining in her eyes and he couldn't help but smile slightly. He was definitely going to miss his mother... and possibly his sisters.

Maybe.

"So that's where I have to go through?" he asked quietly as he looked at the pillar which had platform 9 on it and watched as a kid disappeared, eyes widening. So people could run through walls?

Oh this was definitely going to be an interesting school.

He watched as his mum smiled sadly, pulling him into a massive hug as she began saying the goodbyes that she'd been dreading all morning. Her eldest son was now going to Hogwarts, and being a muggle she didn't know much of what he was to expect.

Sarah pushed her trunk around in the public square for a moment, collecting her thoughts. She had waited the whole summer, eagerly awaiting a badge... but it never came. She allowed herself to cry for a bit, but now it was time to live. This too is for the best, perhaps it was better for her not to be a prefect this year... She was going to make the most of it. First of all, she was going to help out as best as she could.. especially with younger kids. She pasted a big smile on her face and snuck before the barrier. Then she made a run for it.
Had her mood been the cloudy one she had had the day before, she would have not minded the wall being a bit solid. But Sarah was not the type to mourn, she was the type to bounce back and bounce back she did. She ran through the barrier with such a big smile.
Sarah the Sixth Year is off to Hogwarts

Nate was enjoying this all to much. He decided to keep carrying her to torture her even more. "This is your punishment for disobeying me. I'll have to carry you all the way to the train from here. Even when running through the wall to get there. I'll try not to drop you...again." Then Nate started walking towards the wall to platform 9 and 3/4.

It would be a blast this year. His final year at Hogwarts....it would go out in a bang. There would be fun this year. Hogwarts is like a roller coaster to Nate. Years one through three is the line to get in. Fourth through sixth year is the ride to the highest point on the Roller Coaster. Then the seventh year is what everyone is waiting for; the ride after you hit the highest hill on the roller coaster. Yes there's it down falls, but there's also ups to it. There's many twists and turns. So many each term is unpredictable about what's going to happen next. Finally at the end of the ride, that's when you have to get off. Though, Nate would make this year last. He would have a fun time this year.

Christmas pulled her trunk into the public square she was so not ready for her last train journey to Hogwarts she was looking about the square to see if she could see any of her friends and sighed this way going to be tough

Oh wow, this was a good way to make friends. Be carried around like an overgrown baby. No this wasn't going to doom her at all! Man she wished Spencer got to go to school with her. At least he could be the brunt of her jokes and she wouldn't get every joke or prank dumped on her. That's what she got for being the younger sister. At least she could use what her brother did on Spencer... Oh wait she couldn't. Dang, her mom messed up everything!

Anyway.......

"No, thanks mate. I really love being carried around!" If common sense wouldn't work, maybe sarcasm would. Although knowing him he wouldn't listen. Man she wished she hadn't packed her books so she could start hitting him with them. They were pretty heavy too. She saw it work in a cartoon once. A cartoon with a tiny blue alien in it. Besides, she had a nice arm and okay aim -thank you aunty for that one- and might actually get somewhere.

But her books were packed away into her suitcase and she had no weapons at her disposal. She was sunk until he let her down, or dropped her. Please drop her, please drop her. That was literally her last hope here.

"You know, this isn't half-bad. I don't have to walk at all and I can get some more sleep." So that was like half true. She didn't exactly mind being carried but if she could chose any other method of transportation, she would. Especially Segway. They just kind of looked awesome. Truth be told, this was an interesting conversation starter, albeit a little humiliating to talk about. She probably at least had a reputation now.

The head head flipped her red hair over her shoulder, taking care to wack Nate in the face with the ponytail. Hehe she was evil. And with that, she moved around a bit and looked at Spencer.

"Spence, get your butt in gear! I'm all alone up here besides the ratfink who's holding me. She actually had no plans for what she wanted to do at Hogwarts yet, besides study a lot -thanks mom- but she figured that it was going to be interesting one way or another.

Seri had easily found her way back to Kings Cross, she had a funny habit of remembering stuff like that, and even so, the muggle cab driver had given her exact directions in here, though she had told him her train was on platform 3, as far as her cabbie was aware, platform nine and three quarters did not exist.

It wasn't actually paticularly satisfying to have a whole trunk full of new... everything. Infact, she was pretty happy she still had her muggle clothes on, because they smelt of home. As happy as she was to be going back to Hogwarts, she sure missed her family. As they weren't here to see her off (she'd insisted she was old enough to go by herself), she didn't have any reason not go straight to the platform. She hadn't even bothered with a trolley, all she had was her trunk, she checked the ticket in her pocket, and had a look around at all the muggles, she'd been living amongst them for three years, it was almost sad to be leaving to a world of complete magic. For this reason, she was happy her oldest brother had given her a muggle phone/ipod/camera thing, Joey always referred to the non-magic world as 'the real world', so she guessed he thought she'd like a little part of 'the real world' for Hogwarts. She sighed with a nostalgic smile and moved on.

Kace was turning around about the face the wall, when he heard a familiar voice. He knew that voice anywhere. Then she saw Adi! He smiled and beamed at him. "Yup that is me the one and only!" he said jokingly. "How was your summer dude?" he asked him.

SPOILER!!: Alec the Adorable

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"Anytime!" She missed everyone... and it had a lot to do with work. Alec didn't know what to think of Minnie working right now but... he was happy for her. Really. "How's work going? And we miss you too, you know." We... because he was sure he wasn't the only one. Curly Wade, remember? "Yeah, of course! I'll drop by during the holidays to see you and Peanut... if... that's okay?" Girlfriend... Captain... Captain Girlfriend. He should tell Minnie, shouldn't he? "Erm... you should see Ells and... yeah. Just... try and see her at some point. You won't regret it." How did Head Girl Girlfriend sound? ... Head Girlfriend?

Amazing. Born leader. Great things. This made him even more nervous than he already was but he smiled at the girl? Why? Because... "You're a great older sister, you know," Really really great. "Thanks for believing in me. I... I really appreciate it." Nodnod. ... A favour? In the form of a plant?Was he the best person to ask? ... Probably not. "I... I'm sorry about..." Her brother. Should have started school. "Yeah, I'll check on it. That's really nice that you planted something in his honour." Really.

The smile on Alec's face grew wider and wider as Minnie kept on talking. Of course the girl would end up doing something special. It was very... Minnie. "I... well, it's really nice of you. And would you be able to send cake?" He was modest, sure, but saying no to some of Minnie's cooking? That wasn't something he could do. "Since I'm missing your birthday too, can I... give you cake closer to the day?" ... Quickly. His complexion paled slightly and he fought the urge to frown. "I don't... know if I want it to end."

When she mentioned her feet, Alec looked down at them and then back up at the girl. She couldn't see them! He bit back a chuckle; pregnant woman were SCARY and the seventh year was smart enough to know not to anger them. "You're right, yeah," See? Smart. Nodnod. "I bet you're excited to be back to seeing Ethan on a daily basis?"

Minerva couldn’t help but smile at Alec he was always one to cheer her up no matter what. She thought about a few times during the last few terms. Ice cream in the stands, couch time in the common room. She used him for support more times than she could count last term when she found out certain things were happening. “Works great. I love working with the pregnant women and the babies in the nursery. Gives me experience watching the healers and learning off of them as well as actually holding babies. So best of both worlds.” She was super happy with her job and she could never fully thank E’s mom for helping her get it. She looked at him strange. He was hiding something sister’s know when the little bro is hiding stuff. “What aren’t you telling me? You didn’t break up or something did you?” If they broke up Min would be heartbroken she loved both of them but she would lay the smack down if Ella hurt him, but she’d probably do the same to him if he hurt her. So torn to have friends dating. She just kept eyeing him he needed to speak quickly and carefully.

“Oh I don’t know about that. I just know you will be great.” She wasn’t just saying it to make him feel good. She watched him through the years. He was a super leader and he had grown up so much. Super proud she was. “Thank you it was all Ethan’s idea. He’s the plant lover, but it was a great idea I’m so glad he thought of it.” She really was especially at a time she really didn’t like plants. Last term she liked going in and sitting near it, she felt closer not only to Jake, but Ethan as well.

A chuckle left her, “Of course I’ll send cake it’s not that far of a flight for Liesel just give her treats when she get there.” She shook her head, “You don’t have to send me anything just promise you will come see your nephew when you’re on Christmas break and that will be the best birthday present I could ask for.” She grinned at him, he knew she wasn’t really into her birthday so it shouldn’t be a surprise she wasn’t caring if he sent cake. Sweet thought though and she did appreciate it. Putting an arm around him she gave a tight smile, she knew exactly what he meant. “I know you don’t, but just enjoy it while you can. That’s all you can really do and I’ll cross my fingers it’s a good term.” He deserved a good term. No crazy things going on she was thankful for that part of her term last year.

Did she like seeing E on a daily basis of course she did. “I do. It’s better than great. I think we fit the married role well. I enjoy being a wife and stuff. It’s nice.” She smiled happily. She was truly happy with this. It was her happiness and no one could take that from her.

Aargh! Late! Leah and her family woke up pretty early this morning, but was still hurrying to the Platform.

They had finished breakfast when the family realized that they did not have any floo powder left. So they had to change their original plan so that they took a muggle taxi to Kings Cross. Then they realized (again) that they did not have any muggle money, so they went all they way back home, picked up some cash, paid the driver, got a severe scolding from him, and reached the Public Square at last.

"Platform... Nine..." The girl muttered, wiping sweat from her forehead. "Come on, dad. Come on!" She shouted, looking over her shoulder. Her parents, huffing and puffing, pushing her luggage trolley and kneazle carrier. Leah herself was carrying an owl cage in her hand. Her Eagle Owl gave an irritated ruffle of feathers. When her parents had finally caught up with her, Leah looked down at her ticket. "Platform Nine and Three Quarters." She whispered, "it's that wall, isn't it?" She asked her parents, looking up at her parents. "OK, here we go..."

Calisto just walked into the station with a smile on her face this was the day. Callie smiled. Calisto pushed all her stuff on the trolley and she was off to go find the platform.

This was Lily's last term. Walking into the station, she remembered what it was like to walk through here back when she was just entering her first term, how scared she was. Now she walked through the station like she owned the place, her trunk carefully placed in the center of her trolley with Phoenix, her snowy owl, and her broom balancing carefully on top. She even had the cheek, now that she was a full witch, to wear her ravenclaw quidditch sweater around the muggle platform. Pushing her trolley further into the station, Lily turned looking for Tay in the crowd of people. Where was she?? She seriously was as hard to find as a muggle at hogwarts...

Taylor sauntered into the Public Square and looked around for Lily. She had promised her best friend that she would see her off. It didnt take long to find her since there was an owl, a broom and a ravenclaw quidditch sweater all in one play. Tay walked up to her and cleared her throat, "Trying to tell the world what you are and that there are more to see than what they think?" Tay tsked at her and took off her sunglasses with a hand that had freshly manicured nails... a French manicure design that had blue and bronze. She did a hair flip and placed her sunglasses on the top of her head. Taylor placed her hands on her hips and showed off her outfit before crossing her arms. "Lets get you to the platform before someone starts to wonder about you." Tay tried to usher Lily over to the wall then paused and laughed. "Oh I forgot!" Taylor hugged her friend and then pulled out three presents, handing them to her. One was a broom cleaning kit, one was a Ravenclaw journal and one was a photo album of pictures they have taken together, moving ones of course. "Now dont open these until we get out of this part." She smiled and twirled.

Pregnant women and babies... "And... hey, that'll be great practice for when Peanut comes into the world," At this, he smiled down at her belly, as if he was smiling at the baby. HEY there Peanut! Did he know that his uncle was nearby? Or was he good at detecting whether only Ethan was nearby? "He's coming along nicely, right? And... so are you?" ... Break up?! "I... no no no! Erm... no, we're great. It's..." Would Ells be mad? "She's not the Captain anymore because... she got the Head Girl badge." Which meant that he snogged the Head Girl. This sounded VERY good to the seventh year.

"I know," About the great older sister part. "And thanks! It's... just big shoes to fill, you know?" Curly Wade... Oakster... Treyen! And the other Head Boys too. Just... yeah. He didn't feel like a leader. Not yet. "Anytime! I... is he studying plants?" Yeah, Alec knew about Ethan's love for plants. He also knew that Ethan would have exposure to good man-eating plants. Scary much? "Do you two have a plant for your brother at home?" That wasn't a bad question to ask, right?

He grinned. Full on GRINNED at the mention of cake. "Yeah, of course! Balt won't like sharing but... yeah, I'll give her lots," Nodnod. ... Did Minnie think she was getting away with not getting anything for her own birthday? "I'll come and see him, yeah! But... Minnie? You know that I... will bring a gift too, right?" It was only fair. Feeling an arm around him, the boy looked over at alumni and smiled a little. "Thanks. I'll... try and make it the best year ever." His grey-blue eyes glanced over at the wall before looking back at Minnie and smiling properly.

Better than great. Alec really liked the sound of that. "I bet you'll fit the parents role well, too." She was good at looking after this awkward, gangly seventh year. A baby should be easy... right?

Ah yes. He could see Kace now that he was squinting and what not. But he still found all the light painful so he fixed his cap back over his eyes and carefully made his way over to his friend. "Hiya, buddy!'' Adi was quite pleased to see his friend. "Summer was pretty much okay. Just practicing the guitar and catching up with all the Muggle folks. How about you? Did you and your family go anywhere?'' Like another country or something? "Ready for third year?'' Adi continued without giving Kace a chance to reply.

Kace chuckled. The same old Adi. Now Kace had to remember all his questions. "My summer was fun! I went to sport camps this summer. I mostly played football and soccer." he shrugged and i mean his tanned skin didn't stick out or anything or his blonde hair that seemed highlighted but it was the summer sun that did it. "Oh and you practice guitar?" he asked curiously.

He asked if his family went anywhere and he thought about it. "Ergghh no we didn't go anywhere. But i did go with my friends family on a cruise to the Bahamas." he grinned. If that counts? That was early in the summer though. Then he asked if he was prepared for his third year. He nodded and said, "Yeah i think i am. I wonder what is in store for us."

Hawthorne walked briskly, her father at her side. Her trunk was held by the two of them, one holding up each end. In her other hand she held her toad carrier, Timothy sleeping safely inside. She didn't want to miss the train, so they made their way as quickly as possible into the station.

The skinny (almost scrawny) boy of about twelve years of age walked ahead of his mother as though he were the parent in that operation. It wasn't his fault that his legs had grown so that his strides were bigger now or that his mother always wore what he thought of as decidedly impractical footwear that left her ever-painted toes exposed. Silly woman she was.

But necessary. Which he was reminded of when he turned to ask her about the jelly slugs and had she remembered to bring them along as well. She hadn't and claimed to have forgotten them in their car. Along with the boy's winter things.

"Cutty, don't...Look at me!" Soheir had to assert herself whenever trying to implant something of particular importance and she turned Cutty by the shoulders so that they were eye-to-eye. Her son, however had the most non-chalant, blanked-out, and mirthless little smile she had never wanted to see him with. "I'm going to fetch something from the car and I will be right back. Do. Not. Move."

Was he listening to her?

It was like she didn't trust him or something. Honestly. What's the worst thing he could've done by moving. Although he had grown, Cutty Mordaunt was still rather on the shrimpy side and this allowed him to take his largest piece of luggage and use it as a make shift seat without causing it to creak beneath his weight. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a packet of muggle bubble gum and presumably he intended to chew the whole thing then and there by the way he had been popping one piece after the other into his pie-hole. That was about when he saw him...

Man. Walking. Hands in pockets...and talking...to himself? No. What brazenness was this?! He was talking to invisible company. Cutty had read of such things. Not to mention, been told of them by his good neighbour, Sir Honeydraught, who was always smiling his gold smile at the boy and informing him on the ways of the world in the absence of the boys father. And for the man to have been talking to an invisible somebody, he must've been a wizard. And so too must've been the invisible somebody...named Mordaunt?

"Ay-yew?" Not the politest choice of words, but uttered with a certain amount of care. "Who ya talkin' to?"

Soheir said nothing about talking to strangers be they magic or mundane.

Year after year, the plaza started to get crowded with children, both magical and muggle who were all heading towards their respective boarding schools. Funny how Mordred can easily pick out those who belong to the magical world. It’s either children being accompanied by weird parents…or weird children being accompanied by weird parents. It was during that moment that he realized why his late mother tried her best to make her family ‘look’ as muggle as possible.

Mordred started to head for the platforms when the weirdest thing happened. Someone…a child…sitting on top of a trunk, chewing gum started talking to him. He knew it was proper to turn around and acknowledge the supposed greeting, but the way this child addressed was displeasing. “Don’t they teach their offsprings some manners these days?” he thought as his brows furrowed in irritation. He spun around, hands inside his pockets and looked at the child from head to foot. “Weird kid. Weird looking trunk. A Hogwartian.” He thought. “I didn’t know they teach such manners back at Hogwarts.” Mordred smirked and crossed his arms. “...I can see you're curious about my invisible company...let me just tell you that it's none of your business, kid.” He then examined the rest of the kid’s belongings. “...where are your parents? You have to get going.” He said and looked at the station’s clock then back to the kid.

He'd done it. Popped every last piece of bubblegum from the pack into his mouth and now Cutty Mordaunt was preparing to blow what he hoped would be the largest bubble King's Cross Station had ever seen the likes of. Then the man spoke and at first Cutty was not terribly surprised by the question. Many, young and old had the tendency to question his politeness. But when the man had pinpointed the fact that he went to Hogwarts 'n such, Cutty's already buggy eyes bulged, the gum resting in a protruding wad on the side of his mouth. "Ayeh! It is my business. I heard you sayin' m'dad's name." Cutty shot a glance toward the street parking sort of giving away where his parents (or parent, as it were) had gone.

He felt oddly safe, though. No way this man would kill him. Here. In front of all of these people. Or would he? He was, afterall using invisibility magic out and about with muggles present. The thought actually did frighten Cutty a little, but he wasn't given time to remark on this fact, because his mother was already heading back.

From what Soheir could see, her son was apparently engaged in a conversation with a young...and HELLO! quite fetching young man. She would've liked to have congratulated him were it not that her concern in the situation was actually not for Cutty, but for the man. "Cutty Mordaunt!"

Faster than her heels could carry her, she hoped her voice reached and would stop her son from antagonizing the man. "I am so sorry." She uttered to the man and picking up the pieces of Cutty's luggage when she finally reached them. "He won't do it again, I promise and I'm sure we can pay for it." It was as if she had said it all before. "C'mon, Cutty get your things. We'll be late for the train."

Mordred slightly raised both of his brows at the boy. “Merlin…you chew like a goat.” He smirked and shook his head. If the boy was Ethan—his younger cousin, he would already have lectured him about manners…and chewing gum. People often use it to mask their being coward, based on his observation as he accompanied his father these past two years. Both of his parents are accomplished aurors, and Mordred knew that he was about to follow the same path as his parents. That course shifted though, after his mother’s death. Aldrich Mordaunt did not want his only son to tread the dangerous path. Albeit his son’s protests, he stood firm with his decision and forced Mordred to study something else. The son, understanding his own father’s grief bowed down and studied dragons, instead. It offered the same action and adventure he craved, and decided to pursue that career further.

But, wait. What did he say? His father’s name? Mordred blinked, and shifted his weight from his left foot to his right. “This is really, really weird.” There can be no way that this kid is a Mordaunt. His father won’t mind, but his late mother would be appalled. The way this child carries himself around is nowhere near how Mordred was raised. His father, uncles and grandfather all shared the highest form of upbringing…except for one uncle, though Aldred never showed his wild side whenever his father was around. “…do I know him? Because I’m a Mordaunt.” Mordred tilted his head further examining the child and stuffed his hands in his pockets.

He shifted his stare from the child…to the woman who called out the kid’s name. “Cutty Mordaunt. That…doesn’t ring a bell. At all.” He examined the woman this time, all stressed and worked up over the boy’s mess. “A rascal, I see. I wonder if he’s adopted.” Because there was no way Mordred will make a mess and shame his own mother in front of anyone.

Mordred stepped up and helped the woman as she started picking up Cutty’s belongings. “He didn’t do anything, ma’am.” He said and glanced over to where Cutty was sitting. Mordred then saw the ends of the boy’s winter scarf that was caught in his closed and most probably over-stuffed trunk that he was sitting on. Silver and green. “A Slytherin.” He murmured and looked at the boy. “Well…that’s saying something…” He was…worried.

Oh, oh thank Merlin! Soheir's thoughts were of relief as she realized Cutty had not destroyed this man's property or any some such thing. A good thing, since the agreed-upon amount of galleons Adonis Mordaunt was meant to have sent at the beginning of the month hadn't yet arrived. It was still the beginning of the month and they would've had time, but she hated spending money before she had it and her job at the travel agency wasn't enough. She needed a better one, but what's a hoodwinker to do?

They seemed to have been discussing names from the man's comment. And the man was apparently a wizard and familiar enough with the houses that he could spot the silver and green of her old house.

"Probably not." Cutty began working out the wad of bubblegum. "He's not from around here." But to be honest, Cutty wasn't extremely familiar with the Mordaunts beyond his father, one aunt who had married, and his grandparents. For all he knew they could've migrated many years ago from Great Britain (and in fact, they did). If this man was called Mordaunt, then perhaps there was no invisible friend. The boy noted that the man called Mordaunt didn't seem to be acknowledging anyone else since the initiation of their conversation. Probably, he had been talking to himself...OUTLOUD! Cutty hid his smirk with his bubblegum chewing because he was a rat fink.

Soheir had begun to try and stuff the loose piece of the scarf into the luggage but it was a lot trickier to do without the use of magic. Finally, she gave up and in her gradual regaining of her cool she realized what else the man had said. "Trust me, I've often thought he might have been a changeling. No, unfortunately, he's mine." She wasn't blind to his mischievousness, but she never could solve it and that was a little embarrassing. "His father is from Canada, but I'm not sure, he might be English. That is interesting, however. I don't meet that many Mordaunts."

If there was a time Mordred felt blessed, it was that very moment. Though his family came from the old elite class, he was thankful that his family can still be considered normal. “Where is he, your father? It would be lovely to meet him.” Because to him, the Mordaunts are on the brink of extinction.

“I too have a younger cousin to look after. He’s…well, a handful as well.” he said and turned to the woman. Maybe not as crazy as Cutty, but Ethan was still a ball of energy that Mordred must contain from time to time. The young man though, blames Ethan’s absentee father. Ethan was noticeably becoming clingy every time. In fact, Mordred had a hard time persuading the boy to ride the Durmstrang ship earlier. Mordred hated to part with his cousin, but it was his responsibility to make sure that Ethan, like all parents get their children or charges to their respective schools safely and receive a high quality education.

But, hold on. “Is your husband a wizard?” Based on Mordred’s family tree, his family is one of the remaining pure-bloods in the wizarding world. “I share the same sentiment regarding Mordaunts. I personally think that our bloodline is a unique one…” But apparently that is not the case anymore.