Presley was enthralled by the carnival. It was wonderful. She'd never seen anything so noisy and dirty, and greasy-smelling and beautiful, and FUN before. She gripped Leo's hand tightly, tying not to get lost in the throng of people. There were so many of them, and most were laughing! This was the best place in the world. She spotted Philip, the friend she'd met briefly at the end of the school year. "PHILIP!" she shouted, waving the hand that wasn't squeezing the life out of her brothers'. That was a fabulous part of Hogwarts too, when you went to DA, you knew people. You could talk to people.

Leo looked down at his hand that was dying because it had no blood flow. "Preslet, you're killing me here." He said seriously. Much as he loved the child, he couldn't wait for her to locate people she knew so that he could go have fun with people he knew. He needed a break. Where were her friends that she had over for the summer? Somewhere around here, he was sure. He sighed in relief when she called out to someone named Philip. Then groaned when he realized Philip was an older kid. Not the kind that Presley would leave him and go on rides with, and eat sugar. The kind that you talked to briefly, and noved on to something else. He crossed his fingers they would find someone soon. Leo thought he well deserved some fun in his life. He didn't sign up to raise a child, so why was he doing it? Shaking the bitter thoughts from his head, he smiled down at the little angel that was his small sister. "Where are Luna and Rachel?"