I'm ready.

I'm sooper ready. ^-^

OoC: LMAO I love you Nabsy.

To be absolutely, perfectly honest, Ashlie was starting to wonder if she'd made a mistake. Having Jamie stay the summer was one thing. But inviting his three friends? His three female friends? Not only was that four kids but she had completely forgotten all about where they'd sleep. Apparently, in her high to have company, she forgot that kids required sleep.

The couch pulled out into a bed, and she figured two of them could share a bed. Ohh... they weren't afraid of cooties were they? She hoped they wouldn't throw a fit, sleeping on the floor would be bad. The other one could sleep on the smaller couch, she supposed.

And she wouldn't have even been thinking this had she not had to be in to work at eight am. Darn Aero, pawning off all the hours she didn't want to work on Ashlie. She had to bring Jamie in to Diagon Alley at EIGHT am so she could work and pick up his friends.

Harem, Peony had called them.

She tugged at the ankle length skirt. She hated skirts. And long sleeves. And here she was. She might as well be back at high school (which she wouldn't have minded)

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Jamie couldn't think of a single place to go so early in the morning. Ashlie had told him not to go eat any ice cream so early so he was sitting in the back of the pub, eating a plate of french toast, tea, and some apple slices. His second plate, that is. EIGHT am! It was too early to be up. He wanted to curl up in his chair and just fall asleep. Right there. He pushed out a loose strand of curls from his eyes, pushing back his bangs.

They fell back into his eyes anyway. They always did.

Buuuuuuttt.... TODAY HE WAS MEETING UP WITH BUCKY AND JENZY AND MADDI!!!!

YAY!

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Aero honestly hadn't wanted to get up early. So, of course, she owled Ashlie. She was... a diligent worker? Something of the sort. She was a year younger and eager to make money, so why not? Besides, Tyler wasn't due in until noon. When she would take the shift over.

She rolled over in her bed and smiled. How nice to not be plagued by millions of little kids.

OOC: I know you do, I love you more


Mrs. Blotts was up and as energetic as a 63 year old woman could be without giving herself heart failure. There was half an hour to go before she would open the doors to the scores of children who would be on their summer holidays.

She flitted around the shop, humming to herself as she dusted the shelves and wiped down the surfaces of some books.

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Nikolai Vannacutt was standing in front of the fireplace of his home in Bulgaria. In his hand was a short note from his father, the Count, telling him to go to Diagon Alley in London and that he would be joined by the useless man in a week or so.

"Goodbye Bulgaria." He said to the vast emptiness that was his father's study.

Ooc: I totally forgot about Fate. >.>
Add her too if you can please.Thankies.Fate Lancer - 15

The Family Estate
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Roiben,who was partially half asleep,walked down the stairs of the Family Estate he was staying at with his two cousins,Fate and Eternal.He rubbed his closed eyes and bumped into the wall on the first landing.He cursed under his breathe and continued to walk,but this time,hold onto the railing and keep one silver eye open,but barely.

He crossed over the family room that was dirty thanks to Fate's thrashing the night before and headed to the Kitchen to get some breakfast.Lately,he had been spending to much time at the court and needed to take a break.Especially with all the Nucklelavee's running a secret war to attack on both kingdoms.Something to really weary a Seventeen year old Faerie King.

Lies danced around his ankles,which was bad because he was still stumbling around,glass cereal bowl in hand and a box of Chex in the other.He deffinatly was going to need more sleep.
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Le Faerey was a faithful pet.Her main never got tangled by the piskies that lurked in the estates gardens and field.Fate ran a brush through her hair and put a fresh picked garland of rosemary and rue on the horses head.

Fate sighed and petted the gentle creature.She really wished to go back to school.But she couldn't."Listen, Ma Cherie..." She whispered into the horses ear.Le Faerey's ears shot up to the sound and her the wind whisp gently across the morning rising sun.
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So,it was morning,and Eternal was so not ready to wake up.She curled up into a ball and then realized,though in her blissful sleep of the beautiful dream where a pony she found turned into a Unicorn and whisped her off her feet to a magical land,she remembered what she was supposed to do today.

Her eyes snapped open,the silver shimmering because she just opened her eyes to her curtains wide open and the sun rising in ful view.She closed them shut again and started to squeal in agony."My eyes!" She said in a squirming high piped voice.

She got up from her lace and bow bed and headed toward her dresser and started to pick an outfit out for the day."Black and white lace with black socks and petticoats?Maybe I should add a cute..," She ran over to her nightstand and opened the drawer and pulled out a small black headband with a white ribbon danling off the side of it."My cute headband to match."

She smiled in delight and got changed,happy with her pick.

A young blonde girl of 15 years of age looked out on the balcony of her family estate towards the sun. Her family owned a lot of land in the area so she loved just standing out on her balcony during the warm summer months. The sun was shining down on her face as she picked up some things that were laying there. Her name was Astoria Fletcher and she was getting ready to go to Diagon Alley with her cousin Francesca who was staying with her that summer to her disdain.

"Francesca can you hurry up so we can get to London! Father wants us gone in half an hour so hurry up!"

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A younger girl about the age of 11 kept digging through her guest bedroom she always stayed in to find her things to pack. This was going to be her first trip to London by herself and she was looking forward to it. Well she wasn't exactly going to be alone but her cousin didn't pay much attention to her anyway. Her black hair was tied up into a messy ponytail and her brown eyes were darting around in all directions trying to find things to take. This girl's name was Francesca Clairmonte. She grumbled as her cousin yelled at her to hurry up.

"I'm trying Astoria! I can't find anything in this house because it's so freaking big! Uncle Pierre can shush because I need to find my karate outfit!"

A woman sat by a candle reading a letter that arrived by owl post at the break of dawn. Her dark brown hair was plaited into a single braid which lay over the shoulder of her burgundy dressing gown. Her blue eyes were hidden behind a pair of square spectacles and they raced over each line of the letter which was held by a heavily scarred hand. Leaning back in her chair, Luciana McLaggen let out a sigh and thought about the reply she would need to write to the Ministry . Reaching for the quill, she dipped it into the ink and began to write her reply. The sound of the quill scratching across the surface of the parchment echoed throughout the room. Little did her neices know how busy her life truly was and how much danger there was lurking in the wizarding world.

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An hour later, Kay woke up to the sound of an owl pecking at her bedroom window. Sleepily, she got up out of her warm bed and wandered over to the window, opening it so that the tawny owl could come inside. These Hogwarts owls come earlier each year, she thought as she untied the bulky letters from its leg. "Mine and Katrina's," she yawned and watched as the owl swooped back out the window.

She placed both letters on her writing desk that was located by the window. So far, no letters from Elijah, she thought as she looked longingly out the window hoping to will an owl to deliver her the letter he had promised to send. She sat there by the window until she fell back asleep.

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Maximus finished hanging up the last of his many portraits of himself in his shop. Several months ago, he had officially retired from playing Quidditch after 20 glorious years. He had grown bored playing the sport and wanted to focus more on his lucrative business ventures, most of which involved Quidditch product endorsements. Now he could make thousands of galleons in a few measley hours without facing injury to life or limb. And joining the family business with his twin brother Marcus and his father was an added bonus.

His attention was soon drawn to the sound of an owl tapping on the window. He watched as his house elf Pippin opened the window and the owl swooped in, depositing a red envelope on the counter. The owl left the store as soon as it entered, and Pippin closed the window.

"Oh, great. I think I know who this is from," he mumbled as the howler exploded. A woman's shrill voice echoed throughout the store. How dare you, Max! My own sister. What do you mean you couldn't tell the difference between us! We're finished! Max chuckled as the howler chewed itself up. "Women. Can't live with them, can't live without them."

OOC: Max is adorable. I mean that. A ***, but adorable. Oh, and I'm adding in Andi Mao-Macdougal Zizhen, the Charms prof. You might as well get to know her.

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Peony woke up.

Well, technically she woke up. That is, if you left out the part where Grimwald nearly bit her toe off, Boreas overate on her stash of chocolate and went on a hooting sugar-high while her sisters danced around below him, treading on pictures, letters and socks on the floor. Peony littered her room like a mouse, to make it warmer and save money on heating. That was her excuse anyway.

"OUT!" she bellowed, groping for her wand.

"She's having a wobbly again," observed one of her sisters.

"I mean it, Jad. Get outta here or I'm using your guts for Christmas tinsel!" she snarled, grabbing a pointy stick of wood.

"Christmas is about six months away."

"OUUTT!!"

Two exclamation marks. My. Way to make your point.

"And shut up too!" She wasn't talking entirely just to her sisters.

Peony tumbled out of bed, ripping open the curtains. Bright yellow sunlight streamed in, falling on her black hair and dark eyes. Gaahhh, wasn't she supposed to meet Ashlie today? Stay over or something?

I can't quite remember... ah well. Something will come up.

She shrugged and attempted to kick Grimwald as she swished from the room in her nightgown with a towel over one shoulder. The sound of running water rippled, and then a loud "JEEZUS! It's COLD!"

Peony came out looking considerably more awake than when she had gone in. Brushing her wet hair with one hand and struggling into a pair of jeans with the other, she flung a few things into a bag and started to walk out.

Cough.

Eh?

Put on a t-shirt, please.

Oops.

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Andi Mao-Macdougal Zizhen woke up.

Her waking up, however, did not involve hyper owls, homicidal cats, or siblings of any sort. Which was probably a good thing because she would have shot them dead without a second thought. She merely got out of bed, shrugging on a nightgown and went to bathe.

Andi tried to relax her mouth, but it had been tight with tension for so many months that this was difficult. She'd had only one last nerve left when the owl from Hogwarts had come, telling her the application had been accepted. Curses on that frigid old cow. Andi looked out at the ruins of the old MacDougal house - charms had held them together. Strong charms, old charms - and they had snapped at her thirty-first birthday, recognizing the fact that there were no heirs, but a half-Chinese, half-blood.

Andi smiled grimly at her reflection in the mirror, pulling back heavy black hair into a bun. She was going to Gringott's today, to... convince them to reopen the Macdougal bank account. Goblins weren't easily intimidated, but if anyone could do it, then Andi Mao-Macdougal could.

There wasn't much money left, she'd spent it all on obscure Charms books, some of them dating from .BC. Now the money she could wrangle out of Gringotts would go to buying her ticket to Hogwarts, and a few other necessities.

Being poor reeked.

OOC: Ashlie, don't forget to change Elena's age. She's 18, remember?

Jen awoke to the sound of dishes clanging and loud voices. Such was life. She rubbed her eyes and clambered out of bed. It had been her cousin's idea to head to Diagon Alley early that day. She had claimed it was because she wanted to help Jen get her school supplies before the rush, but Jen knew better. Elena just wanted to hang out with the cute shopkeepers. Not that Jen could blame her, but it was not necessary to be there before nine o'clock.

Slowly she went through her ritual of getting ready. First, brushing her teeth and washing her face. Hygeine was very important after all. To dress herself, Jen simply reached into her closet and grabbed the first objects that felt like clothing. Taking a cursory glance to make sure her outfit was appropriate, she quickly dressed and headed downstairs to wait for her cousin.
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Unlike the rest of her family, Elena was not a morning person. Staying with her relatives only exaggerated that fact. She rolled over with a growl and to her surprise, felt the bed end. With a soft thud she landed on the floor.

That'll probably bruise, she thought, clutching her pillow to her chest. Groaning, she slowly rose and attempted to walk down the hall to the bathroom. It took her several minutes but when she finally made it to the bathroom, luckily for her it was empty. Punching family members first thing in the morning always made Elena cranky.

She quickly performed all the required hygeine and headed back to her room to get dressed. Unlike her younger cousins, Elena took her time choosing her outfit. It took her at least ten minutes to settle on a pair of light jeans and a red tank top. After all, it was summer and regardless of what the weather was like, Elena would dress for summer.

Satisfied with her appearance, she slowly descended the stairs to find her cousin waiting.

"Get some breakfast. Then we'll head out," she commanded as she proceeded to find herself something edible.
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It wasn't even eight o'clock and Tyler was already up and ready to start his day. He almost felt bad about leaving Ashlie to work the morning shift which was usually his, but Aero was the one making the schedule.

He had decided to use this morning to shop for his mother's birthday present. Each year he was continually forgetting her birthday and he was determined to make this year different. After locking his room, he headed downstairs to the main area of the pub. Ashlie was already there and with a puppy it seemed.

He waved in her direction and was about to go over when he thought the better of it. If he remembered correctly, Ashlie wasn't a morning person and he did not want to have his head bitten off so early in the day. Choosing the safer route, he merely pushed open the door to the pub and headed down the street.

Mr Ollivander yawned and stretched as he walked down his creaky old stairs into the main area of the shop. He had just finished cleaning the mess last years bunch of kids had created and now it was to be all ruined in less than half an hour. As to why Ollivander wasn't having a bit of a longer lie he had no idea, in fact he did have an idea. He wanted to visit the Leaky Cauldron for a nice roll and sausage before the young ones were to start arriving.

He removed his hat from the hat stand beside the door and opened it with the bell chiming merrily. Mr Ollivander scoffed at the ringing and locked the door behind him, heading toward the pub only a couple of doors down. He entered and turned to the matron, Ashlie. He had remebered her ever since she had bought her first wand. "A roll and sausage if you will m'dear," Mr Ollivander said placing the money neatly on the counter.

OOC - Lees a late sleeper so isnt going to be in too soon

OoC: Awww Nabsy. How can you say that? I love you MORE! And Leeah, that was soooo cute.

Pee-O-Nee. I love Boreas. Probably because he loves me and Ashlie-IC but I do love him. =D

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Ashlie glanced up at Tyler as he walked through and she nodded him a hello. If she were awake and a morning person, which, she wasn't, she'd have at least smiled. WHY did Aero insist on puttinng her on the morning staff? It was absolutely terrible to the customers.

She was about to wander off when to the back to talk to Chef when Mr. Ollivander entered. Chef was always there, and thank Merlin too. He was the best cook in Diagon Alley anyway. But, Mr. Ollivander was approaching her so she decided to wait on him. Might as well, there was nothing more to do. And, besides, he remembered he name last summer. Anyone who remembered her name was worth speaking with.

"I'll get that to you in a few moments, Mr. Ollivander," the girl said, taking the money and putting it in the register.

She walked to the door in the back and poked her head through. "Chef, we need a roll of sausage. Make it hearty, Mr. Ollivander has paid a visit."

She liked her corny lines. If she had to be a waitress-slash-bartendress, she might as well use the corny movie lines. It made for amusment.

Cook just grunted in agreement.

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Jamie, naturally, watched all the people walking through the Pub with a bit of interest. He swung his feet below him as he ate his french toast. It wasn't his usual breakfast, but he'd gotten used to it. Cook always put extra powdered sugar on it for him and, in some cases, like this, he drizzled chocolate syrup over it.

Mr. Ollivander was a bit of an odd man. And old man. Jamie kind of feared old people, he regretted to admit. It wasn't that he was TRULY terrified of them, but he'd never really been around them so they kind of alarmed him and made him feel... weird? That was the only way to describe it.

He watched Ashlie peak back to Cook and deliver the order. That meant Mr. Ollivander was staying... Eep.

"Emergency meeting of the Wizengamot," Luciana mumbled under her breath as she stormed up the stairs to her bedroom. She didn't care if she was loud and woke up the girls because she'd be waking them up within an hour or two.

"The Ministry had better have a good excuse for such short of a notice," she hissed as she pulled out the black robes that she would wear that day and lay them on a bed which had already been made up by one of the house elves. She quickly changed into them and sat down at her dressing table. For a few minutes she focused her attention on braiding and twisting her hair into an intricate bun.

A tapping noise on a window garnered her attention and she turned around, looking directly at a foe glass placed to the right of the window. Her eyes darted over to the other foe glass located to the left of the door. "Post owl," she whispered and rushed over to the window and opened it quietly. She leaned out of the window and saw that it was a Hogwarts owl. Smiling triumphantly, she swept out of her room and down to the kitchen where the aromas of a hearty breakfast filled the air.

The house elves had already set the table up for breakfast and several newspapers were lying neatly on the table, awaiting for their mistress to read them. Luciana settled herself down at the table and helped herself to breakfast.
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The inviting aroma of breakfast wafted through the air and Kay woke with a start. As she rubbed her eyes, she noticed that a house elf had already made up her bed and that Katrina's letter was no longer on her desk. She wandered over to her wardrobe and picked out a casual ensemble of jeans and a blue and white striped rugby shirt. "There's no reason for me to dress to impress," she whispered as she got dressed and plaited her brown hair into a simple braid, tying it with a blue ribbon. A few strands of hair worked their way loose, but her hair always did that. She stepped into a pair of brown loafers and slipped on a pair of small silver hoop earrings as she walked out of her room. "Kat? Breakfast is ready," she said as she knocked lightly on her sister's door. Not getting an answer, she shrugged her shoulders and quietly made her way down to the kitchen.
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"Good morning, Auntie," Kay said warmly as she entered the kitchen and sat down at the table. She doesn't look pleased today, she thought and helped herself to some breakfast. She ate silently and observed her aunt's twitchy motions at the other end of the table. "Um . . . our Hogwarts letters came today and I, uh, was wondering when we could, um, go to Diagon Alley," she asked hesitantly. Kay had this gut feeling that her aunt never liked her.

Luciana put the paper down that she was reading and gave her niece a cold stare. She reminds me of that good-for-nothing father of hers. Same eyes, same hair, same talent for that awful sport that Father loves. She's just as sneaky too. But not my darling Katrina - she's perfect. "You are in luck, child. The Wizengamot has been called into sesson and you and your sister will be able to spend your days doing whatever you do in Diagon Alley." She paused and noticed Kay's pleased reaction which irritated her immeasurably. " I would leave the two of you with your grandparents, but I think that your Grandfather tells you enough stories to inflate that ego of yours," she said with a chill in her voice. Let's watch her squirm, she thought and her eyes sparkled. "I hope that you will start heeding my warnings, dear girl, because they're for your own good. You seem to have forgotten that strange owls are not permitted near this house."

Kay's spirits briefly rose as she heard her aunt say that they could go, but then a chill ran down her spine. Her nostrils flared as she listened to her aunt lecture her. Why does she do this to me? All I said was that our letters came today! "How would I know if any 'strange' owls came to this house? You seem to have forgotten that I've been away the last two weeks," she haughtily replied and returned the same icy stare her aunt was giving her. Go ahead and hex me, you old bat!

OCC: I'm bringing out Fatima to play as well. She's 17 for all of you who haven't RPed with me/her before. Whatever. =P

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Amaris tossed and turned in her bed. Sunlight was peeking in between the curtains and it was annoying her. Soon, there will be noise about. And happy people. OOoo happy happy morning people. How dreadful. She groaned and threw the cover over her head.

It was just too early to be out and social. Maybe, ten more minutes...or fifteen. Nah, make that forty-five more. Just forty-five. No one needs to know.

"Penguins," she muttered half-asleep and began to snore.

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Diagon Alley was already buzzing with conversation. You would think people would sleep in during vacation. Apparently, not. Celestina yawned as she stood outside Flourish & Blotts. Her intention was to buy her school books before actually meeting up with Jamie but she had steered, as usual, from her goal. Once more, she had Rosemary on a leash. For a tortoise, Rosemary was unusually quick and had a rebellious streak. Sometimes, Bucky wondered if Professor Dainsie had given the four legged creature something to eat she shouldn't have.

Her trusty camera hanging around her neck, Celestina ran a small hand through her boyishly short auburn hair and sighed. It wasn't easy being a twelve year old in Diagon Alley. Especially when you were by yourself. With this thoughts, Miss Warbuck proceeded to march towards The Leaky Cauldron at a quick pace. Perhaps, that way, she would avoid collision with a sweaty old man this time around.

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It was amazing how The Leaky Cauldron was empty early in the morning. It wouldn't last long though, Fatima knew, it never did. Soon, dozens of snotty kids and bratty girls would enter the premises and start acting all...well, snotty and brat like. Fatima had a thing words, it was them who disliked her. It was the reason she didn't talk much.

She was never good at expressing herself and she didn't think that now, at the age of 17, she would start to change that. It was just the way she was. Odd, quiet, and perhaps a bit slow. But it wasn't her fault, afterall, the ninjas did try to kill her once.

Fatima walked slowly towards a corner of the Leaky Cauldron and sat on an empty seat. It had been a bland summer with no Elena and no Taylon. Her mother, Ana Maria Gutierrez, muggle super model, had been busy doing dozens of photo shoots this summer meaning it was only Fatima and her father, Rodrigo DiMaggio, a star in foreign films as well as a director in the villa in Spain for the past month and a half. Fatima had nothing in common with her father who was loud and a dreamer. Well, Fatima used to be a dreamer but she learned a long time ago that dreamers get their hearts broken more often than mended and that it was better to not dream and live with reality. Reality never lied. It was honest. Honesty was always something very important for the young woman and it would remain so.

Roiben walked down the Street of Diagon Alley.Fate and Eternal holding hand's behind him.He decided to leave Lies at home,seeing as the little kitten would most likey follow a bug somewhere and get lost.He didn't want to loose his cat he just got last term.

"Where should we head to?" He asked,turning a bit to look at his cousins.They didn't saying anything to him,but Eternal was busy looking at all the Shops,eyes huge while Fate was looking down at the ground,eyes downcast.

He sighed,so much for his plan to go get some books at Blotts."Nevermind.." He mummbled under his breathe.

"Let's split up!" Eternal piped,finally recognizing her cosusin's sad looks."Me and Fatey will go to the Leaky cauldron to get a drink and you can go wherever!" She thought it was a good idea,Fate even looked up at her,thankfully.

Roiben shook his head slightly."What kind of drinks will you two be getting?" He asked questioningly.He didn't want them to get drunk.Plus he was responsible for them.

Fate opened her mouth to say something,but closed it.Hope fading from her eyes."Oh nothing BAD Roiben.You think so ill of me sometimes." Eternal huffed in defiance."Maybe some iced water,is that fine with you?" She shot at him.

He laughed.His little cousin was like a small adorable puppy,but when you push her buttons she snaps her fangs at you."That's fine.I'll come and check up on you later.

He waved and started to walk towards the Flourish and Blotts,leaving his two cousins standing in the street,oogling at the stores windows.
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Eternal pushed open the door to the Leaky Cauldron and smelt the first smell of the pub.Fate squeezed her hand tihgtly and Eternal nodded,looking back at her and smiling."We're ok Fatey.Let's find a table."

She started to weave her way through the tables,not that many people were here.She found a nice table with two chairs nearing the middle of everything.She hoped it was a good choice,she didn't want to regret it later.

"Eternal,why do you carry that plush cat everywhere?" Fate asked in a light hearted tone.A tone much softer than the shrill one she had last night.Her eyes wavered over to the plushie her cousin was clinging to for probably dear life.What's so special about it?

Eternal smiled widely."You mean my favorite plushie in the whole world!He's almost like..a safety blanket!I love him because maman gave it to me back home in Brittany when I was little." She snuggled her face into the cat's.The bell around his collar started to jingle and she giggled."See!Taky likes it!"

Fate shrugged.She never really understood the happiness that flowed through her cousin's veins.But who could blame her,she was so cute and innocent."What should we get to..drink?" Her throat was getting dry and her mouth pasty.She needed something.

It was still dark when the doorbell rang and Mithos heard his mother descending the stairs slowly. He first looked through the keyhole and waited for his mother's head to disappear as she reached the lower floor and then he slowly opened the door and walked out of his room. He stopped at the stairs and waited to see who was at the door, the hall was lit up which meant that the house elves were up and making breakfast. When she opened a hooded man entered followed by a woman and two children. He heard his mother welcoming his older brother and his family, Mithos wasn't expecting them to arrive so early. After putting their coats away they walked to the dinning room and Mithos returned to his room. He took out his pajamas and put on some blue jeans and a sweater. He ran to the bathroom brushed his teeth and washed his face with cold water. Luna was sitting at the door when he closed the bathroom's door. Mithos took the used candle on his bedside and used a match to light it up. He opened the door to let Luna out and he followed her. He walked to the room next to his and slightly pushed the door open. Colette, Mithos older sister, was still sleeping. Luna jumped on her bed and laid at her feet. He closed the door carefully and walked down stairs. "Master." Said one of the house elves as he approached the hall. "Shhh." Mithos blew the candle's light out and put it aside. He walked through the hall and he could hear the voices of his brother, Kratos, his wife Samira, and his mom. Mithos was fourteen years old, nearly fifteen and he knew he only had three more years left in school but he wouldn't return to Hogwarts.

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Katrina ignored her sister's call, she was almost finished reading her new book but she didn't want Kay to know she'd been up all night reading. She put her book away and stood up. She saw the house elf walk in and drop something but she had to fake she was fast asleep, now she walked up to it and saw it was just from Hogwarts. She put on her robes and walked down stairs and she could smell nature, and her breakfast too. It was a nice day outside, she walked outside and Mimi was resting on top of their beautiful flowers, but she wasn't alone. Katrina walked back inside and to the kitchen. "Good Morning." She announced her arrival and sat down. She completely ignored the aura and filled her glass with pumpkin juice.

"Don't you dare speak to me in that tone you ungrateful child," Luciana seethed. "You know exactly what I'm talking about, Kayleen." Her left eye twitched nervously. That twitching eye was always a sure sign that she was trying to control her nasty temper.

Kay's jaw tightened as she listened to the warning. "I can associate with whomever I choose," she retorted but stopped when she heard her sister pull up a chair and greet everyone. "Good morning, Kat," she said with a smidgen of cheer in her voice. Her aunt had put her into a foul mood and it wasn't even 8am!


Luciana bristled at Kay's impertinence and was tempted sting her with a hex. However, her demeanor changed slightly as she saw her perfect niece, Katrina, sit down at the table. "Good morning, my dear," she replied in a sugary sweet voice. "I hope that you slept well last night because today you and your sister will be going to Diagon Alley." She smiled sweetly at Katrina. Oh, she is so perfect and so unlike her horrible sister. "You will travel by floo powder and Kayleen will help you with all of your purchases." She shot a smug look at her older niece.


Kay slumped in her chair at this piece of news. She knew that Katrina would do exactly as she was told. There was no use arguing now and that look her aunt just gave her proved it. "Let me know when you're ready to go, Kat," she said in a flat voice as she grabbed her purse and wand.

Jacques snored. He was having a brilliant dream about an all-girl quidditch team who wanted him to coach them. He slept only in his boxers because otherwise it just got too hot. The Train journey to Marianne's house the night before had been tiring, but altogether uneventful.

Marianne glanced at her watch again. If that lazy little brother of hers wasn't up by now he'd make her late to open the shop. Oh how she hated to be late. It was time for drastic measures. Marianne strode down the hallway of her small flat and flung open Jacques's bedroom door.

"GET UP NOW" she yelled, pointing her wand at the curtains and forcing them to open, letting the bright early morning sunshine in.

"You have 5 minutes to get ready" she snarled and headed back to the kitchen to finish her coffee.

Jacques's initial reaction to Marianne's barging into his room was to scream. He'd been rather jumpy since the Mithos incident. He managed not to scream, instead scrambling to pull the covers up to his neck and glare at his sister. Didn't she know how to knock?? He decided to have a talk with her about a little thing he liked to call privacy... but by that stage she'd already stormed off.

Deciding now was a good time to be getting up anyway, Jacques stood and wandered over to the bathroom, absentmindedly scratching his stomach. After having a quick shower and checking in the mirror that he looked okay, Jacques pulled on jeans and a sweater and went into the kitchen.

"Ready are we?" Marianne said. "Well lets get going then". With that she grabbed Jacques hand and before he had a moment to object they dissapparated to Diagon Alley.

Astoria snarled as her cousin was trying to find something that was not even needed for Diagon Alley. There was no point in Francesca bringing that stupid karate outfit. Besides, it was a muggle thing and Astoria was sure not going to be associated with muggles. She picked up her luggage and poked her cousin in the neck. Now was the time to go because she heard her father call up the stairwell to hurry up and get going. Astoria wanted to be away from the Fletcher manor as soon as possible so she could be with her friends. There was a specific friend she wanted to see but that was reserved for her thoughts.

"Francesca you don't need it. Now come on or Father is going to be angry!"

She finally did something she'd probably regret later. She picked her cousin up by the collar and dragged her towards her father who was going to apparate them there. She didn't care that Franceca was still holding her almost closed suitcase, she was ready to go. With a "pop" Astoria disappeared along with Francesca to Diagon Alley.

When her cousin ran off, she was very pleased because now she could do whatever she wanted. She decided to walk around the streets to do some shopping. When Astoria had money, she shopped. It didn't really matter that she didn't need anything. Astoria shopped for fun and to find friends because they always seemed to be shopping as well.

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Francesca started throwing things around the room so she could find her suit. She threw things at Astoria's bedroom door when she yelled at her to hurry up. Francesca didn't get enough sleep the night before because she kept having strange dreams about going fishing with hilbillies back home. Astoria's lifestyle was getting to Francesca. She yelled and started kicking as she was suddenly dragged by the collar towards her uncle to go apparate to Diagon Alley. She disappeared with a "pop" and ran away from Astoria when she arrived in Diagon Alley. The sooner she could get away from her, the better.

She ran into the Leaky Cauldron and looked for some food. Francesca was starving and she really wanted something to eat. She put her stuff up in the room her uncle had reserved for her and ran back downstairs to get something to eat. She went up to the counter and cleared her throat.

"Excuse me but what do you have here for breakfast foods? I just checked in and I've never been here."

Elena scarfed down a piece of toast and a glass or orange juice. Food wasn't one of her favorite things about life so her eating habits were less than spectacular. She quickly tossed her dishes into the sink and rinsed her hands. Why her aunt and uncle refused to use magic for household chores was a mystery to her.

"Hurry up Jennifer," she said impatiently, "I need to meet Fatima soon." Thus far the summer had been dull without her best friend around. Staying with family was so overrated.

When it looked like Jen had consumed an adequate amount of food, Elena grabbed her arm and said, "Hold on," before apparating to Diagon Alley with a small pop. As soon as the street stopped spinning, Elena let go of Jen's arm and dusted herself off.

"I'll catch you later," she said heading into the Leaky Cauldron. She scanned the nearly empty pub for her friend and spotted the girl in the corner.

"Fatima!" she cried, running over and nearly tripping in the process. "Family is overrated."
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Jen had barely finished her cereal before Elena was pulling her along to Diagon Alley. Unfortunately Elena's apparating skills were less than spectacular and Jen was left feeling rather naseous. After taking a minute for her stomach to settle, Jen followed her cousin into the Leaky Cauldron.

It took a second for her eyes to adjust to the light change but she thought she spotted a head of curly brown hair. Walking a little closer, she came to the conclusion that it had to be Jamie.

"Jamie!" she squealed as she ran over to him. The fact that he was behind the counter was a slight problem however. "Jamie come out here!" she commanded.

It was a neighborhood like most neighborhoods in middle England. The houses all looked relatively the same, with the exception of some neighbors decorating their lawns with extravagent knomes, varoius animal statues and the occasional pink flamengo. The house of Number Four, Carrey Way looked rather plain and simple from the outside.

From one of front-facing windows on the second level of the house, a boy could be seen sitting at a mahogeny desk through the hammered glass of the windowpane. He reflected a demenor of an old man, but his still very young age of 17 could be seen in his appearence, especially his defined cheekbones. His once long, messy dark bown hair was now cut short slightly, but still messey nonthless. From the outside Elijah Young seemed to be like any normal young adult wizard.

He was going mad on the inside, however...

The term had only ended a few weeks ago, and he hadn't even been able to spend the full year at Hogwarts this year. After the year that Voldemortist reigned terror over the students, staff and faculty at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardy, Elijah's career path had suddenly changed. He had plans to continue his studies to become an Auror, but now he was seeking revenge for the friends he'd lost at Voldemortist's hand that year. He'd been in secrect contact with an organization entitled the Death Eater Bounty Hunters. There was no need to analyze what this organization did, and Elijah spent half of this past year getting information and training with these Hunters. He hadn't made a crystal clear decision on if he was going to commit; it would mean leaving Hogwarts forever. He'd be leaving his friends...

Most importantly he'd be leaving Kay.

It'd been two weeks since Elijah sent Haratio out with a letter to Kay, informing her of his brief absence to travel to Ireland. That holiday had long gone now, and he still hadn't heard a single word from her. Now he certainly wasn't going to admit this but... he had begun to worry that perhaps Kay had changed her mind about her feelings for him. What would he do if that were the case? Elijah cared for Kay beyond what any words could be said.

Yet he still held a glimmer of hope. In just a few short hours he was going to head off to Diagon Alley to hopefully meet up with his fellow friends. Seeing as how their final year at Hogwarts was approaching too fast for his liking, they all wanted to spend as much time together during this summer.

"Elijah! Come on down and have some breakfast with us before you set off!"

Never fails; it seemed that his mother always wanted to have family dinners, and lunches. Now itw as family breakfast? Well... at least he had a caring family.

He pushed himself out of his chair, leaving his window open a crack just in case a letter arrived from Kay, and started off downstairs.

Mithos ran back upstairs and locked the door. Then he pulled out all of his sheets and tied them together. He opened the window and threw one end of the sheets down and watched it reach his backyard, and tied the opposite end to his bed. He put on his coat and gathered a couple of galleons and his wand. He used the his sheet made rope to descend from his room, when he reached the ground Mithos walked the empty streets of London until sunrise. He finally reached a pub where two of his friends were, Max and Presea.

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Katrina wasn't hungry, and she didn't feel like going to Diagon Alley especially because she hated the Floo Network she wished she could Apparate. "Can't we walk, it's such a beautiful day." Katrina suggested instead of going by floo powder. "I'll go get ready." She was surprised Kay wasn't going to make her charm the bludgers to fly around following her as she tried to score with the quaffle. She guessed it was partly because her aunt wanted them to get ready for school earlier this year or maybe Kay was tired of playing Quidditch by herself.

And then business was picking up. Ashlie groaned internally. She was up too early for this! She didn't deal well with people (Genius for taking this job) and now, people were crawling about the place. She straightened up and forced a smile onto her face. Joyous.

She turned to the first girl, who seemed to not realize there was a menu behind her. Of course, Ashlie often forgot a menu sat there. "You can get most anything for breakfast here. Your basic fruits and cheeses and pastries," she said, waving her hand in the air, following her fingers with her eyes almost dazedly. That was what happened to you when you didn't have a life.

She watched the two girls walk in, recognizing one as a fellow former Ravenclaw, Fate. She was the one who was always snogging with that weird Dave kid in her Library Corners. Luckily for her, Ashlie had managed her anger.

Kind of.

Another girl came in, and a look of relization set in on her and she squealed out Jamie's name. Ashlie glanced over at the boy to verify that this one of his... harem.

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It was. Jamie jumped from his seat, his fork falling with a clatter onto his nearly empty plate.

"Jenzy!" he cried happily, jumping over the bar. It wasn't a jump so much as he stumbled over the shelves below the counter and slid over the bar's surface and tumbled down before his friend.

"Hi!" he cried happily. "You ready to come stay with us!" He was almost shaking with joy as he stood before his friend. "Eeeeee wow! Yay!!! I can't beleive you're coming!"

Jamie, quite obviously, was a morning person. He shrugged as Ashlie said something about crawling over the counter and grinned at her when she started to wipe it down. "This is Jenzy!" he said happily.

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Ashlie nodded at the girl. "Hullo there," she said. "I'm Ashlie.... obviously." She flushed lightly, and the color deepened as she realized she was embarassed to be shaming herself in the precence of two evelven, twelve year olds, as if they were an adult as her. Oh... she was out of it.

Eternal thought for a moment.What to drink?"Uh,Fatey,can you see if they have Strawberry Lemonaide?If they do,I'll get a glass of that." She smiled.Her gaze though,was looking over at a very loud and enthusiastic boy and girl.Her eyes though,seemed clouded.

Fate shook her head,dissaproving her cousins fast actions."Sure." She got up and walked over at the counter.That's when she saw Ashlie.The girl who got her in detention a few times.Well,she got herself in detention,but Ashlie was always happy to catch her and send her to it.

Her memories swimming before her eyes,she shook her mangled silver hair and walked over to where Ashlie was standing behind the counter.She forgot the boy was laying right near her.

"Ashlie,pleasure seeing you once again," She acknoledged her lightly."Could I get a glass of ice water and if you have it,a glass of Strawberry Lemonaide." Her voice wavered a bit.Why?She didn't quite know.

Though,she didn't know that much anymore.

Luciana watched as Katrina left the room and listened with a well-trained ear for the door to shut to the girls room. She stood up from the table and marched up to Kay. "As long as you live under this roof, you will live by my rules," she said scathingly. She stepped away and grabbed her hat. "We will talk later about this, Kayleen."

-Pop!-

She hurried through the lobby of the Ministry of Magic and entered one of the lifts leading to Courtroom 10.

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Kay stood by the fireplace fuming. Oh, how I want to use an unforgivable on her! She can't tell me what to do, that old bat! Her only comfort at that moment was the fleeting chance that she might run into Elijah by chance. I need to get out of here!

"I'll meet you on the street, Kat!" she yelled as she grabbed a handful of floo powder. "Diagon Alley!" she firmly stated as she dropped the handful of floo powder into the fireplace. It erupted in green flames as she vanished.

Kay dusted herself off as she stepped onto the street in Diagon Alley. "Too bad Katrina wasn't ready. She could have side-apparated with me," she said to herself and awaited the arrival of her sister.

OOC: Am I late much? -.- Sorry..lack of internet.

Ish yawned and rolled over in her bed. She checked her watch. Aw man! She was late for whatever she was going to do today, which as it seemed at this moment was nothing at all. She got up anyway and dressed, she looked at the mirror and rubbed her eyes. Putting her glasses on, she walked down the stairs and into her kitchen. Her mum was yelling at her brothers...again. Rolling her eyes, Ish walked over to the fridge and looked inside. Cheese, cheese, cheese, milk, cheese,...AHA! Cookies!, Ish grinned widely as she took the box of chocolate chip cookies out of the fridge. Sneakily, she walked back up to her room, and started planning out the rest of her summer.