“Oh, it’s not scary but i don’t like it to not know what to expect and I don’t like it that everybody else seems to know each other and that I know nobody. And I have missed a few important classes, the only good thing about it is that I have missed the homework. I also don’t like it to wake up so early in the morning and to follow all the classes until the end of the day, it is too long!” She rolled her eyes while she thought about school and had no problems with going home and to sleep the whole day until her mother would be annoyed with her. She had no idea what she would do during the vacation, she was not allowed to talk with the muggles who were living in her neighborhood and her mother had not told her that they would visit the other pureblood families soon. All the muggles in town were thinking that she had a good life because her parents were wealthy but she was not especially happy, she lived in a golden cage, she had everything she wanted, everything besides two loving parents and the freedom to choose her own friends.

Sonea needed to think about the last question from Mack, she had always ordered her maids to buy all her stuff and she had never been on Diagon alley alone before and if she wanted to go there she needed to beg her mother to let her go. Her mother had told her that only the poor people and those who were low in class were able to carry and to buy her school stuff for her, and that it would be a shame if she, the daughter of the Duvessa family would carry her own things.

“I need to think about this” said Sonea a little uneasy and was not sure if this would be a good idea, but her mother would maybe accept it if she would take a maid with her, but she needed still to talk with her mother about it. “Is it good that I will send you a owl when I know if I can go? I think that I will bring a maid with me if I have permission from my parents because I’m still too young to travel alone and I am probably not allowed to carry my own tings when others could see me…

Mack was taken aback by the comment of carrying things, did her maids really do everything for her? She had been raised having maids tending to her every need but she even she was able to go to Diagon Alley alone and carry her own things, she made a mental note not to mention this in front of gran otherwise she would no longer be able to carry things either. "Of course you can send an owl, I'll be staying in Paris for about three weeks after we return then I'll be back in Redbridge" the fair skinned girl smiled, maybe if the girl told her mother she was meeting another student and mentioned her family then she would be able to come, she also needed to see Lex and see if it was okay that she had invited the girl to Diagon Alley since she had made plans to see her friend there. "maybe if you mention you're meeting me there, your mother will let you come, also my last name is Jones, your parents may know of my family." surely they did, the girl beamed at the solution to all the problems and just hoped that everything went according to plan.

“I can do that” said Sonea slowly and wondered if her mother would give her permission, even if she knew who Mack was and how important her family was, but she was hopeful, her mother always liked it if Sonea would interfere with other pureblood people who were important or could be important in the future. “Do you have also maids at home who are doing everything you want them to do?” Sonea was curious how a other pureblood was raised because she only knew the friends from her parents and they were all the same, but she knew that not all the wealthy families were like hers. Sonea opened her luggage and searched for a pair of clean clothes she could carry when she was almost in London, her mother had told her to remove her school uniform for her own clothes when she sat in the train. She also needed to hide Little princess because the muggles were stupid and had never seen a pink rat before.

mack knew it was only a matter of time before Sonea asked about her maids "We have a staff of about 75, Gran refuses for me to do anything, but they are all nice. I do get to go to Diagon alone, mum has made sure I have some freedom when I stay with my grandparents which I do often."

Alice nodded along seriously, processing all of the things that he was saying and attempting to remember the important parts. Why was he moving fro the floor, though? She liked it down there. She was staying down there. Besides, Titus would most probably be disgruntled again if she stood up and tossed him off her lap, wouldn't he?

"Burning is easier than actually baking. Easier than potions, too, because most everything is easier than potions/" Except things didn't turn but nearly as tasty when you burned them, but that was okay, she guessed. That was what takeout was for, takeout and fast food. "I can't swim. But I'll sit and watch you and throw those funny pool toys at you."

Like a good girlfriend.

Oh, okay, nope. Alice was going to stay on the floor, which suddenly made hand holding very awkward. Mo released her hand and tried holding her forehead, but then he couldn't look at her properly. He nudged at her with her foot, but he was pretty sure she didn't want to hold his toes.

This was what a boyfriend did. He sat on the floor when a seat would be more comfortable because he didn't want to make his girlfriend hold his toes. He bumped back to the floor and reached for Alice's hand again.

"My sister-who-isn't-a-sister is an excellent baker. Maybe that's why Vivi never bothered to learn, but I kind of liked watching. First bite out of the oven and first to lick the spoon, you know?" Not that he was an amazing cook, but Mo could handle a batch of cookies or such. Perhaps if he made that known, though, he'd be expected to handle most of the cooking, and he sort of thought the draw to staying with Vivi and Selina would be all the unhealthy food they'd be ordering in. Loads of it, he hoped.

"I can teach you to swim, if you want. Or we can find other things to do. It won't be much fun without you." He had no desire to splash around in the pool by himself.