Caedence sucked the tip of her quill as she thought about what to write next. She was sitting on a couch in the dorms. Caedence had promised Martha…err Mary… that she would write as soon as possible. Since the two of them found her to be more adjusted than she was, they requested that Caedence use their real names. It was still hard for Caedence to adjust to her new life, even a year later, but she was getting closer to Mary. Of course, she didn’t like the amount of chores that they added to her, but it was expected. At least she had another… well person to share in the chores. Her step-sister (it was so weird to hear the word sister, seeing as she grew up without one) was home on vacation from Beauxbatons and Clayton, her step-brother (equally as odd a word) was off on some trip for his college.
Caedence, of course, had the usual summer. Elly stayed over for a bit and they of course pigged out on snacks in the basement watching movies late into the night. During the day they often went out walking to places like the arcade or such. Charles and Mary both did the usual parent-y things like offering Elly too much to eat and too much comfort, which Caedence often found herself rolling her eyes at. It was weird, though, knowing that Charles and Mary were her parents now.
Caedence had received a letter from her dad from jail. He told her how sorry he was about what had happened to her. He also told about how he was hoping to go up for another court appeal and how he hoped that she would allow him to take her back to live with him when he won it. Yes, he said when. Caedence simply crumpled up the letter and threw it in the waste bin. Charles asked her what the letter was about, and Caedence promptly replied it was none of his business. Charles replied in his usual touchy feely way of offering support and reminding her that she was his daughter as well. Caedence wasn’t really all too worried about her father getting out of jail. The man was seriously messed up. Even if he got out of jail, he would be going straight to the loony bin when he began talking about magic.
Caedence paused from her thoughts to scribble in another sentence. A box of chocolate frogs was at the floor, a present from Caitlyn. In her lap was a box of Bertie Bott’s that she idly munched from. Seeing a familiar shape, Caedence looked away from the letter she was writing and made room on the couch for them. “Heya, just writing a letter to the parents. Want a frog? I don’t really like chocolate… anymore.” She said offering a smirk.
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Saul spotted Caedence as he crossed the Common Room and changed direction. She looked a little busy, diligently writing something and eating candy, but he hadn't said hi yet to her yet this year, and that was just rude.
"Heya," he returned her greeting with a grin after she glanced up and noticed her approach. He took the offered spot on the couch, accepting easily that she hadn't been nearly as busy as she'd look. Her last statement, though, was harder to swallow.
He gave her an incredulous look and reached out a hand toward her forehead, intending to check for fever, if she let him get that far. "Not like chocolate?" he repeated in only partially feigned concern. "Are you ill? Should I call the nurse, or the guidance councilor? Anything I can do to help fix this tragic malady?"
With his other hand, he reached for a frog, because the offer had been made, and he did not suffer from the same disease that was clearly afflicting one of his two favorite Beaters. He never turned down chocolate.
Elly had been experimenting with a hair clip in front of the mirror in her dormitory. She had on a tie-dyed skirt that had belonged to Caitlyn - both aspects of this were foreign to Elly. She had usually only worn clothes that belonged to just her, and had rarely opted for a skirt by choice. But she was warm, and wanted something... floaty. Caede's psuedo-sister had been having a clearout and Elly'd picked up a couple more items to see her through the summer, since most of her belongings were not travelling with her.
Some change was good sometimes, anyway. Though even in the skirt and a white vest, Elly's hair still gave her a whole layer of warmth. She tried pinning it up, curling it round, and about ten other ways of keeping it off the back of her neck but the truth was simply that no matter what she did with it, Elly's hair looked like a huge, curly orange mess. She gave up in frustration, throwing the clip onto her bed and heading down to the commons, where it was hopefully cooler.
Immediately spying her friends on the sofa, Elly strode over. She ruffled Saul's hair, but thought better of doing the same to Caedence. "Hey amigos," she greeted them cheerfully. "Ooh, chocolate."
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