Elliot hugged tightly to her father's side. Not that she was actually hugging him, but she was standing very near him. The man was walking fast, and Elliot had to struggle to keep up with him. A nice-looking lady holding the hands of two young girls. As they neared the train, Elliot looked up at her father in full admiration, a full smile not only on her lips, but also twinkling in her eyes.
"Bye," she said simply, as the rather stoic man simply glared down at her.

Darius was running late. He had about a million appointments today...but his eldest daughter had begged him to see her off, seeing as he hadn't been home much this summer. He was still a little angry about her galavanting all over Egypt with the Blacks, without his full permission. He'd have to talk to Jed about that. Hmph. As his daughter said bye, he merely patted her on the head. This was actually a very affectionate action for the very tough man. A smile never crossed his face, however; in fact, his eyes even looked a little dead.
"Remember, Elliot Mitchell: you are a Morganzo. You must act like one. You've yet to disappoint me. Keep it that way, Miss Morganzo," he coughed out, his voice sounding rusty and deep. As he looked into his daughter's eager eyes, eyes that only truly looked happy when they were pleasing him, he managed to feel something stir inside of him. Call it love, or what you will, but he immediately kissed the top of her forehead, something he NEVER did.

Elliot was ecstatic. She almost cried of utter happiness! Darius had NEVER kissed her before, or hugged, or anything! She glanced behind the huge man, and waved goodbye to her annoying mother and sisters...she glanced around, saw Presley and waved at her, motioning that she would see her on the train.
"I won't, father. I won't. I expect you'll write to me?" she asked, standing up straight as she threw her lacy backpack on...and her very expensive luggage behind her.

Darius glanced over to the people his daughter was waving to, recognized the two young Blacks, and merely glared at them...Ugh. He was still angry. They had taken his precious daughter around...and with only a house elf as her caretaker! He wasn't really paying attention to Elliot's question, so he had to quickly answer.
"Oh, yes. Certainly. Whatever you want, Elliot Mitchell," he replied, taking out his wand to get ready to leave. He thought about his next few business ventures and immediately made a mental note to leave the manor under extra security measures. Elliot would be safe at Hogwarts. He apparated off, leaving behind Elliot's mother and sisters without even kissing them goodbye. Not enough time for that.

Elliot had walked off, but when she turned around to wave goodbye, he was gone. She sighed, narrowed her eyes, and had to crinkled up her face in order to stay calm. no tears. She headed toward the train, regretting ever even asking him to come. he only made her feel worse!