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Waterloo · 12-30-2016, 06:26 PM

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Originally Posted by Crayola

"You better make sure that the broomsticks are in top notch condition for the Christmas holidays, Dad." Daisy matter of factly told her Dad, slowly removing herself from their group embrace. We will need them for our annual Christmas match!" Honestly, it was only the first of September and there she was, already wishing it was Christmas. The annual Carden Christmas Quidditch match was epic.

Especially when the dog played as well.

"I promise I'll write plenty. She promised her Mum, deciding that it would probably be best not to make promises she couldn't keep - like pass all her OWLs. The fifteen-year-old planted a kiss on her Mum's cheek before turning to her Dad, grinning. "And I'll write you that letter about Max's sorting..." She cheekily winked at her Dad before pressing a kiss onto his cheek.

"Shall we go in then, Maxton?" Daisy asked her younger brother, for once sending a smile his way. Sure, all these years away from Maxton while she was at Hogwarts had been nice but still - he was her brother. And the castle was pretty big, anyway. She wouldn't always be with him, right?

The fifth year hoped so, at least.

Right. Pep talks given. Recommendations shared. Group hug dismantled. Clifford was right, the kids had to get a move on or they would miss the train. She squeezed Maxton tighter for a second longer and slowly let go of him, smooching his cheek and messing his hair. "Don't worry too much about the sorting, sweetheart. It doesn't really matter one bit to us." Evangeline whispered to her son, not wanting him to worry about the outcome of the sorting ceremony.

Especially because she knew in her heart that he was a Slytherin. Fiercely loyal and ambitious.

Right, time to move, Carden clan!" Evangeline exclaimed brightly, enveloping Daisy in a hug and pressing a kiss into her forehead. She smoothed down her eldest's brown hair and finally let her go, going to move and stand next to her husband. "Have fun, be sensible and we will see you two at the next Hogsmeade weekend." Or at Christmas. But at Hogsmeade, most likely.

Oh, she almost forgot about something!

"Daisy, have you given your brother the card yet?"

The card! Of course. The Carden family tradition.

Solemnly, the fifteen year old reached into the pocket of her dress and produced a battered, old-looking Salazar Slytherin chocolate frog card which she then offered to her brother. "This is yours now, Maxxie. Look after it."

Ohhhhh, his babies were leaving him! Well, two of them anyway. Clifford pouted like a toddler and gazed down at the pair of them. He was jealous, HE wanted to hop on that train and be whisked away to Hogwarts. Oh man, the welcome feast!! His mouth watered at the thought alone.

They'd have a Carden feast during the Christmas holidays.

Maxton appreciated the comments from his mother and puffed his chest out confidently. He wasn't going to get sent to muggle school if he was sorted into any other house, his dad was only kidding. In fact, he secretly kind of hoped he was sorted into Ravenclaw. He'd read that to get into the Common Room you had to answer a riddle. Maxton liked riddles.

Oh, well that was awkward. Here he was thinking about Ravenclaw while being handed the traditional Salazar Slytherin chocolate frog card.

"Thanks.." Maxxie said with a light flush, taking the card and hastily shoving it into his jacket pocket. "I'll eat an extra portion for you at the feast, Dad. And Mum, keep an eye out for Orion. I'll write straight away!" And he would. Maxton was a boy of his word!

And with that, Maxton wheeled his luggage trolley towards the train.

12-30-2016, 06:26 PM	#27 (permalink)
Waterloo Occamy Join Date: May 2007 Location: London Posts: 63,509 Hogwarts RPG Name: Cora Dredworth Sixth Year x1	connoisseur of comfort ❅ Crayola's Wibby Mrs Alex Turner ❅ Netflix and meow Quote: Originally Posted by Crayola "You better make sure that the broomsticks are in top notch condition for the Christmas holidays, Dad." Daisy matter of factly told her Dad, slowly removing herself from their group embrace. We will need them for our annual Christmas match!" Honestly, it was only the first of September and there she was, already wishing it was Christmas. The annual Carden Christmas Quidditch match was epic. Especially when the dog played as well. "I promise I'll write plenty. She promised her Mum, deciding that it would probably be best not to make promises she couldn't keep - like pass all her OWLs. The fifteen-year-old planted a kiss on her Mum's cheek before turning to her Dad, grinning. "And I'll write you that letter about Max's sorting..." She cheekily winked at her Dad before pressing a kiss onto his cheek. "Shall we go in then, Maxton?" Daisy asked her younger brother, for once sending a smile his way. Sure, all these years away from Maxton while she was at Hogwarts had been nice but still - he was her brother. And the castle was pretty big, anyway. She wouldn't always be with him, right? The fifth year hoped so, at least. Right. Pep talks given. Recommendations shared. Group hug dismantled. Clifford was right, the kids had to get a move on or they would miss the train. She squeezed Maxton tighter for a second longer and slowly let go of him, smooching his cheek and messing his hair. "Don't worry too much about the sorting, sweetheart. It doesn't really matter one bit to us." Evangeline whispered to her son, not wanting him to worry about the outcome of the sorting ceremony. Especially because she knew in her heart that he was a Slytherin. Fiercely loyal and ambitious. Right, time to move, Carden clan!" Evangeline exclaimed brightly, enveloping Daisy in a hug and pressing a kiss into her forehead. She smoothed down her eldest's brown hair and finally let her go, going to move and stand next to her husband. "Have fun, be sensible and we will see you two at the next Hogsmeade weekend." Or at Christmas. But at Hogsmeade, most likely. Oh, she almost forgot about something! "Daisy, have you given your brother the card yet?" The card! Of course. The Carden family tradition. Solemnly, the fifteen year old reached into the pocket of her dress and produced a battered, old-looking Salazar Slytherin chocolate frog card which she then offered to her brother. "This is yours now, Maxxie. Look after it." Ohhhhh, his babies were leaving him! Well, two of them anyway. Clifford pouted like a toddler and gazed down at the pair of them. He was jealous, HE wanted to hop on that train and be whisked away to Hogwarts. Oh man, the welcome feast!! His mouth watered at the thought alone. They'd have a Carden feast during the Christmas holidays. Maxton appreciated the comments from his mother and puffed his chest out confidently. He wasn't going to get sent to muggle school if he was sorted into any other house, his dad was only kidding. In fact, he secretly kind of hoped he was sorted into Ravenclaw. He'd read that to get into the Common Room you had to answer a riddle. Maxton liked riddles. Oh, well that was awkward. Here he was thinking about Ravenclaw while being handed the traditional Salazar Slytherin chocolate frog card. "Thanks.." Maxxie said with a light flush, taking the card and hastily shoving it into his jacket pocket. "I'll eat an extra portion for you at the feast, Dad. And Mum, keep an eye out for Orion. I'll write straight away!" And he would. Maxton was a boy of his word! And with that, Maxton wheeled his luggage trolley towards the train. __________________ _____________Take part in our Higgledy Piggledy House Cup!