Headmistress Kijewski
January 07, 2012 1:24 PM
Returning Feast by Headmistress Kijewski
Midterm had been completely different than what Kiva had anticipated. The two weeks home with her son and family was always nice and she had been able to get to know Walter a bit better. Her mother was acting like a teenager with her new love interest and Kiva was happy for her. Although she would always miss her father, she knew that her mother was still young and deserved a new happiness. Her mother wasn’t the only one in a new relationship. Kiva had begun dating a man whom she had been friends with since she had become a mother, seven years prior. As awkward as the moment had been for them, they were incredibly happy with each other and it seemed so natural and normal for them to be together. She had no idea why it had taken so long, but she knew that it had been mainly her. It took her a long time to let go of things and really take a chance with something new. But everything was good now. Very good. And that reflected in her as she stood to greet the students.“Good Evening everyone! I hope your Holidays went well and everyone is now all refreshed and ready to get back to work.” Kiva waited for any murmurs that were bound to come around for that comment. “Before we begin the returning feast, I wanted to share with you the end of the year Midsummer Event. This year is the Fair and we were lucky enough to be able to secure a location that is new to all of you.” Kiva paused for dramatic affect, but also to make sure that everyone was listening to her.
“This year, the fair will take place in Tumbleweed.” Kiva was actually really excited by this prospect. It had been a long time since she had been in that town. It had always been so fun. “Tumbleweed will be docked here for a weekend and during their stay, they will host the fair. There will be the usual games and rides, but there will also be some additional games and activities that you all can get involved in. The main one that I wanted to talk to you about was the craft booth that will be there. The town is having a competition on their crafts that they would like for you all to be a part of. You have this half of term to create something. Examples would be knitting an article of something, or creating pottery, painting or drawing a picture. Anything crafty. The day of the Fair, we will have you submit these works to the booth and throughout the day the judges will review these works and at the end of the night and give out ribbons.
“There is also a Hipporiff raising competition that you are allowed to partake in. If you are interested in that, you will have to speak with Professor O’Shaunassey as he will be providing you with the creature as well as the housing.” Kiva nodded to the new Care of Magical Creatures before continuing, “And lastly, there is a chili cook off that you are more than welcome to join. If you are interested in any of these, please let your Head of Houses or myself know. We’d like to have a number to provide the heads of the festival for each contest.” She really hoped some of the students involved themselves in it because that would show how appreciative the students were for everything and that they were willing to put in the effort.
“There will also be animal shows, square dancing, and some entertainment for you all to enjoy. If you have any questions or concerns, please see any of the staff members.” Kiva announced to them. She hoped that the fair would be enjoyable for everyone, but she knew there would be those with whom she was never going to be able to please. “That is all the announcements I had. Please enjoy your meal.”
Subthreads: Back for an exciting term! by Waverly Canterbury with Jade Owen, Waverly
Where things are normal . . . sort of by Derry Four with Reggie Parker
One last welcoming feast by Andrew Duell with Jose Hernandez, Jose
Eating the return feast by Thaddeus Pierce II with Alicia Bauer
Returning and feasting. by Rachel Bauer with Nic Sawyer
Intrigued by Evan Brockert with Cepheus Princeton, Cepheus
Returning to the feast by Jane Carey
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Derry Four
January 07, 2012 2:49 PM
Where things are normal . . . sort of by Derry Four
Derry was still feeling a little stunned by the talk he'd had with his mother that morning. Thaddeus didn't know yet, so they'd sat together for the ride back to school, but Derry had been unusually quiet. Thad, of course, had noticed and tried to ask what was wrong, but Derry only shook his head. The longer Thad didn't know, the longer things would stay the same between them.Around the time they passed over the Mississippi, Derry was chatting again, if not as animatedly as he normally did, but Thad had managed to pull him into a light debate about how likely it was that Teppenpaw would beat Pecari in the next Quidditch match. Derry, of course, was of the opinion that it was very likely, but Thad was arguing for Pecari - mostly, Derry suspected, to take Derry's mind off of whatever was actually bothering him. Thad could be kind like that, sometimes. It even worked for a while.
Likewise, unloading themselves off the wagon was also helpfully distracting, and he made it into the Cascade Hall and to the point of the Headmistress's speech where she hoped their holidays went well before he remembered that his holidays had been quite good right up until this morning.
That had been less well.
He tried to get excited about the fair she described, and he probably would later, when it wasn't so fresh, but right now nothing was exciting enough to block out the fact that his world was never going to be the same. Mom was leaving Father and while Derry might still be Derwent Pierce the Fourth, he wasn't Derwent Pierce the Fourth of the New Hampshire Pierces anymore. He was going to live with his mom in Boston from now on.
He'd had the option to stay; it wasn't a disownment. But to choose between Mom and Father was no choice at all. Mom had always been there for him. Father barely bothered to wish him good night in the evening. So he'd opted to leave the New Hampshire branch to stay with Mom. It didn't make him dead - like Three - exactly, but it did make him just a normal person instead of A Pierce. In truth, that had been part of the appeal rather than a detriment.
He just hoped he was still good enough for Thad to talk to.
It did make navigating the social waters of Sonora easier, though. He no longer had to worry that Father might find out Ben was a half-blood. And then there was the whole thing where some of the Teppenpaw muggleborn girls were starting to look very pretty these days, which he hadn't been allowed acknowledged before but now he could.
As the speech finished, he managed a smile that was perhaps not as full as it normally was, but was no less genuine for that. "Hi," he greeted those he was seated nearest to at the Teppenpaw table, "welcome back. Did you have a good midterm?"
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Where things are normal . . . sort of
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Reggie Parker
January 07, 2012 6:15 PM
Has anyone really defined 'normal'? by Reggie Parker
Regina ‘s midterm had been rather boring. Or, at least, more boring than usual. Her father wasn’t around much like he used to be. For the last two midterms, her father had taken those two weeks off to be with her and to celebrate the holidays together. This time around, her father said the hospital was far too busy and that one of the other Potions makers had left on vacation. The hospital was relying on him to keep up the stock. Normally, this would be okay with Reggie because she would simply see him after work, but… he seemed to never come home until late at night.Reggie ended up staying most of her midterm with her grandparents. Not to say that it hadn’t been fun. She loved her grandparents. Her Grandma had baked cookies with her and they made another scrapbook for her third year at Sonora while her Grandpa had rented all the most recent movies that she had missed while being away that were currently out on DVD. Together, they had long nights of catching up and eating popcorn. Although she had missed her Popsicle, her grandparents made it ok by ten folds. Had had even received a card from her mother. It was a rare thing for her mother to have the time for sending Reggie anything, but every now and then she’ll receive a letter and Reggie was grateful for that.
But now she was back at Sonora to finish off her Third year. She wasn’t fourteen yet, her birthday wasn’t until May, but she always felt a little bit older after every midterm. She had no idea why that was. Maybe it was the whole ‘new year’ thing. She couldn’t say for sure, but she was certain that she did feel older. Her resolution for this year was to get Jess out of her mopey self depression and back into the whole ‘we’re young and carefree and don’t care what people think’ moments. Reggie knew that her friend’s family went through something horrible. But, she still had them. They were still alive and that was what she needed to start focusing on. Heck, every letter Reggie received from her mother was for Reggie, a statement saying she was still alive. She could some day finally come home to her for good. She never understood why people constantly hunkered down on the negatives in life instead of celebrating the positives. Oh well, it was probably something she’ll never quite grasp.
Sitting at the Teppenpaw table close to her friends, Regina listened to the Headmistress discuss this year’s event. A fair would totally be fun. Reggie loved fairs! She loved carnivals, she loved amusement parks, she just loved anything with rides and games. She had, for a split second, thought about doing the Hippogriff contest, but then thought the better of it. She was not skilled with animals and a Hippogriff was likely to tear her head off for looking at it wrong. Besides, she didn’t want to work for the Fair, she just wanted to enjoy it.
Finally the food, Reggie was always starved by the time she arrived to school and the speeches were over. She grabbed some chicken and smiled at Derry when he greeted her as she piled some mashed potatoes onto her plate. “Eh…” Reggie twisted her hand in a so-so gesture. “It wasn’t as fun as it usually is because Popsicle had to work, but Pops and Grams were there and they kept me busy.” Reggie explained to him, tucking her hair behind an ear, she looked at him as through scrutinizes him. “And how was your time on that mountain of yours, Derry? Any chance of skiing?” Or, at least, she assumed his mountain had snow for him to ski on. Wasn't that what people who had money did anyhow?
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Derry Four
January 07, 2012 8:40 PM
Not well enough to make sense by Derry Four
Derry smiled sympathetically as she related the problem of her midterm. If there was anything Derry could understand, it was a father who worked too much. Merlin knew Father never stopped. At least this was an abnormality for Reggie's father and she normally got to see a lot of him. Her mother, from what Derry understood of her family, was less so. He hoped that didn't break up her parents like it must have his own. Father's frequent absence had to have been at least part of Mom's decision. If they'd loved each other and spent time with each other, like spouses were supposed to, she wouldn't have just decided to leave after all this time no matter how much she missed Three.His expression started to turn down as she asked about the mountain, but then it transformed into a look of complete confusion by the time she finished her question. "Skiing?" he repeated the unfamiliar word. "What's skiing?" Reggie had a habit of using funny words for normal things though, so he wasn't discounting the possibility that they'd done some of it.
Deciding he'd say what he did do, so she could figure out the answer to her own question, he continued, "I got to meet Three on Christmas," he put in cheerfully, because that had been totally awesome regardless of what had happened since. "That was um," he tried to remember one of the words Reggie liked to use, "totally a cat's meow. I even got to tour Boston a little. And we did other holiday stuff like eating cookies and opening gifts and making snowmen. And Hamlet helped me with my homework and tutored me some, which is normal for a break but not very holiday-y. Hung out with Thad and worked on beater stuff - he's the Aladren alternate so he has to know all the positions, so I was helping him figure out how beating works. I don't think Teppenpaw has to worry too much if Thad ever has to fill in for Edmond or Preston, though."
He paused for a moment, trying to think anything else he had done over the midterm, but that covered most of it. Except this morning. So he said, real quick so maybe Reggie would miss it, "And-Mom-said-she's-getting-a-divorce-Is any of that skiing?"
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Not well enough to make sense
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January 07, 2012 11:58 PM
Hardly anything ever does though. by Reggie
Reggie blinked at him for a moment. Did full on Wizards and Witches not ski? That seemed silly. Skiing didn’t seem to be a Muggle thing. Then again, how would she really know? Her father did everything the Muggle way except for his job. Her grandparents were Muggles, and her mother wasn’t around to tell her anything different. By the reaction that Derry had given her, either he was sheltered way too much or the Magical world did not ski. If that were the case, that was very sad. Reggie skied before, but she liked to snowboard and ice skate more. She was wondering, now, if Derry had ever been sledding…Before she could really explain anything though, Derry jumped in and explained how his midterm went. Reggie’s hazel eyes went wide when he mentioned having met Three. Reggie thought his brother no longer existed. Either in the Magical world or in life. To hear that Derry actually had a holiday celebration with him threw her completely off. She wanted to know all of the details. How did Derry Three come into the picture? What was he like? Was it everything that Derry dreamed of? He finally had his older brother in his life! Reggie didn’t have siblings or cousins or anything like that in her life, so when people spoke about their own, she was always interested to know how that all worked. That was something she would never know, never really understand. Sometimes that realization hurt, but it was what it was.
She was amused by the rest of his midterm events. Other than her finishing her homework after the first two days of being home, Reggie never thought about school or work of any kind. She felt bad for the Purebloods because all they ever seemed to do was study. At least he knew what a snowman was… that was something. She grinned when Derry promised that any help he provided to Thad at Quidditch did not mean that he was suddenly going to take out the whole of Teppenpaws team.
Of course, what he said next wiped the smirk from her face and instead replaced it with shock and possibly horror. Her father might have worked a bit over the holiday, but it certainly didn’t beat the break of a marriage. “That is certainly not at all skiing!” Reggie exclaimed and than placed a hand on his arm. “I’m so sorry for the divorce. Whether it was needed or not, that sucks.” She could sympathize with what he may be feeling. Although she was young at the time, Reggie remembered the confusion when they had sat her down and said that Mommy was going to live somewhere else. Which, in retrospect, didn’t actually make a difference since she was never around as it was.
“When my parents divorced, I remember crying a lot and my Grams feeding me ice cream. I didn’t believe them when they said it would get better, but it does. Well, for me anyway. I don’t know your situation. My parents ended their marriage mutually as far as I know.” She didn’t want to tell him anything in case it wasn’t true and he resented her for it. “By the way, skiing is something fun and involves snow and mountains. Maybe we can do it over midterm sometime together.” She gave him what she hoped to be an encouraging smile.
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Derry Four
January 08, 2012 2:56 PM
It's been getting more confusing lately by Derry Four
Derry hadn't meant to imply that he thought the divorce was skiing. From context, he'd guessed that it had something to do with holidays and fun, and he'd done a lot of holiday fun stuff before this morning. He'd just meant to sneak in that last part so Reggie didn't think he was hiding things when it came up later, but her initial reaction to his last question made him regret the juxtaposition.He nodded in agreement that it did indeed suck. Derry and his father had never been close. When he did bother to converse with Four, it was usually to lecture him about something he should or shouldn't be doing in the future, or to reprimand him for something he did or didn't do in the past. There were times Derry had even gotten the distinct impression that his father was intentionally avoiding him, though he usually dismissed those thoughts away as selfish delusions. Still, he was Derry's father, and as distant as he was, Derry didn't want to lose him.
He just didn't want to lose Mom way more.
Derry blinked a little in surprise as Reggie said her parents had already divorced years ago. He had not guessed that. Sure, her mom was always away, but he'd just assumed her family situation was the same as his, just with the moms and dads reversed.
He nodded a little at she said it got better and believed it. Three looked happy and he'd lost both of their parents when he was around Four's age now. Derry still had Mom, and she had always been the important one. Hamlet had even promised to visit every midterm and summer.
Thad was really the only person Derry was really worried about losing. The Anns, too, to a lesser extent, but they had always been a little . . . weird. They were girls, and they were younger by four years, and they were . . . inseparably together. It almost forced him and Thad closer just to even things out.
He guessed, over time, he'd gain Three and Little Ben (not to be confused with Roommate Ben) as his closest family and he'd get used to that eventually, but right now they were either a lot older or a lot younger and it didn't seem possible for them to ever replace Thad and the Anns. When he got to be an adult, too, he supposed it wouldn't be as strange to be Three's friend, but for now it was kind of weird. In all of the imaginings he'd had of meeting his brother, he'd never really considered that years had passed since Mom's stories took place and Three was old now. Still awesome, but kind of strange.
As Reggie described what skiing actually was, he realized she might mean sledding, which was fantastic and fun but Thad didn't like it for some inexplicable reason and it wasn't as fun by himself. At her offer of skiing together sometime, Derry sat up and grinned with a strength he hadn't previously managed today. "That would be great, and I'll even be allowed to go now that I'm not a New Hampshire Pierce anymore." That was the best part, the good part about this. Mom said if he wanted to see his friends next summer, he could, and she didn't care if they were halfblood or muggleborn.
He wasn't quite sure how she'd known he was friends with halfbloods and muggleborns - he'd been careful never to say that in anything Father might read - but it wasn't important anymore.
"I guess it was mutual for mine, too. I didn't really talk to Father about it at all. Mom said he wasn't going to fight for custody or anything, so I guess he agreed. We'll be moving to Boston, so we can get to know Three again, and Three's family. I have a nephew. How weird is that? I'm Uncle Derry now. And Coach Pierce was Three's new mom after they were disowned, so she'll be around for holidays and stuff, and that's kind of freaky, too." That he was suddenly more closely related to the school's deputy headmistress was strange enough on its own, but after everything he'd heard Kirstenna say about her . . . it was downright scary.
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Reggie
January 08, 2012 7:39 PM
I think it comes with being a Teen. by Reggie
Reggie had not expected her return meal to be full of discussion regarding divorce and long lost siblings. She had wanted to jump right into things and be happy to be around her friends again. She didn’t want to dwell on her father not being around like he used to be or how her mother had missed another holiday, but she didn’t want to think about the fact that one of her good friends was dealing with something so serious. She was pretty sure that he (or, any Pureblood), dealt with a lot more things than she could ever imagine, but divorce was something she knew all about and it certainly wasn’t something to glance over.She was glad though, that Derry suddenly gave her the same smile he had given her the first day that they had met. She always looked forward to his smile. For some reason, it made her feel like everything was going to be okay. That they will get through this year like they would any other. She was glad it was back now, even if it may not last. She wasn’t sure what to say to his now departure from the New Hampshire Pierces, but she wasn’t going to lie and say she wasn’t somewhat happy for it. At least now he didn’t have to deny his life at Sonora to his family. “We have to make a trip out of it and see how many of our friends want to go. It’ll be fun.”
Reggie had to shake her head at the sudden information Derry was giving to her. “Whoa, whoa, whoa.” She said, holding up her hands to single him to stop. “You can’t go slamming all this up on me and not let me ask questions.” Reggie advised him, looking somewhat stern. “You’re going to be hanging out with Coach Pierce now? Isn’t that like really weird? She’s, you know, Coach Pierce.” Reggie knew that they were related (she had no idea how because all these families were so big and interconnected it was hard to keep them apart), but she had always assumed it was all very distantly related. Now he was having holiday dinner with their Coach? "That’s crazy bananas! And you’re an Uncle? Shut the front door! What’s your brother like? And your nephew? What is Coach Pierce like outside of school?” Okay, so now she was probably overloading him with questions, but inquiring minds needed to know!
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Derry Four
January 09, 2012 12:03 PM
I guess so by Derry Four
"It will be hugely fun," he agreed absolutely at the idea of a skiing trip with the other Teppenpaws. Aside from the one visit to Ben's family just over a year ago, he couldn't remember ever doing anything outside of school with a group of friends. He hadn't even really ventured beyond the mountain with Thad.Derry ducked his head sheepishly as Reggie chided him about too much information all at once. Even Thad, the ultimate information sponge, would have been equally demanding for a chance to ask questions. She then proceeded to launch a slew at them that didn't quite rival a Thad barrage, but it came close.
Having had practice with answering tons of questions all at once, Derry took a moment to organize his thoughts to cover most of them. "I don't know that 'hanging out with Coach Pierce' is really accurate. It's more like she'll be at holidays and I'll probably be eating stuff she cooks - which is still really weird. Yes."
He put that thought out of his mind though. He didn't need to talk to Kirstenna to know how dangerous that was. He'd just have to hope that now that he was from Boston, too, she wouldn't want to kill him anymore. He was, after all, her sort-of-grandson's uncle now.
"Yeah, Three has a little son named Ben - I know, weird right? My nephew and roommate having the same name? - he's around a year old, I guess. He sort of walks and talks, but he's not very good at them yet. Coach Pierce said he's not much better at flying, either, but she's working on it. He's cute, though. Derry gave him his first tricorner hat for Christmas and he loved it. Do you know who," Derry frowned a little, trying to remember the name, "Benjamin Franklin is? He's apparently some famous old muggle. That's who Three named him after."
"Three's pretty cool. Older than I was expecting, really, he's all grown up and married and stuff, but he's totally nice and he played with me almost as much as he did with Ben at the party, and he dresses just like me. He used to work for the Boston Historical Society, but he quit to take care of Ben for a couple years. His wife is a nice lady called Gabby and she's a healer."
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I guess so
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Reggie
January 11, 2012 9:24 PM
It'll get better, I'm sure. by Reggie
Reggie really hoped that they actually did do this trip together because she thought it would be really fun and, to be honest, probably something most of them really needed to do. At thirteen, Reggie felt that her friends were far too serious. They were supposed to be out rough housing, whispering in each other ears about who they liked, or giggling together about some inside joke. Instead, she sometimes felt she was holding their hands and patting their shoulders while dealing with things that were way beyond her true understanding. She just wanted to be thirteen. She could be an adult when she was an adult. She had to go home and be reminded of adult things, especially because of her mother. She didn’t want that with her friends. But, of course, life happened and bad things came with it. Mostly ones that she didn’t understand.Divorce though, at least that was something she had an understanding of. Sure, she knew the circumstances were different (for one, she had only been four when the proceedings began), but she could at least understand the confusion about what was going on and why it was happening. She was glad though, that Derry didn’t seem to be dwelling on it any longer. If he did return to his earlier mood, Reggie would sit down and talk with him about it all. Maybe if she knew how he really felt about it, they could move forward from it.
“Well… seeing one another for holidays still sounds like hanging out to me.” Reggie commented, looking somewhat thoughtful. Holidays with people usually meant hours spent with them. How else would one person define ‘hanging out’? Still, the idea of hanging out with one of her professors outside of school was a really strange concept. Even hanging with them in school was strange. “Is she at least a good cook?” Reggie asked, curious to know something about the Coach.
Reggie wasn’t going to deny the fact that she was a little jealous over the fact that Derry had a nephew. She would never have a nephew. Or a niece. Unless whoever she married had siblings. This was something that she could at least share with Maddie. Her best friend didn’t have siblings either. Reggie’s eyes went wide again and she choked on a piece of bread. Slapping her chest until she stopped coughing, Reggie gave him a look, “The Coach already had a toddler on a broom? Isn’t that some form of child abuse? That’s so dangerous!” She had actually no idea if it was, but it sure sounded like it would be a dangerous thing.
She laughed when Derry admitted who his nephew was named after. Somehow, it didn’t surprise her. Although Benjamin Franklin was known for Muggle inventions (she had no idea how his brother even knew who he was), the idea of one of Derry’s relatives being named after him was so fitting. “Benjamin Franklin is most known for discovering electricity by tying a key to the end of a kite string and flying the kite during a lightening storm.” Reggie explained to him. “Or, at least, that’s what the story is. He’s also one of the Founding Fathers of America.” Reggie grinned. She was not a history buff, but there were just things she learned along the way.
“I’m glad that your brother seems so cool, but it’s really weird that you all dress similar. I mean, your hat should be one of a kind for sure.”
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It'll get better, I'm sure.
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January 12, 2012 12:09 PM
That's what I'm hoping. by Derry Four
Derry shrugged a little at Reggie's definition of hanging out. He guessed they had both been part of the same conversation while they ate, but the rest of the time Coach Pierce was generally talking or doing stuff with the older people in the room, leaving the Derries and Ben mostly on their own. Maybe at a later gathering she would sit down with them and talk to Derry more directly, and that would probably be 'hanging out' but for this time she'd seemed to realize that she made Derry Four nervous and left him mostly alone. Bel, too, had mostly avoided him, which was fine with him because she was almost more scary than Coach Pierce."She cooks all right," he answered the direct question. "Our house elf is - was - is?" he stopped, confused by verb tense when the elf in question was still alive but probably not theirs anymore. He opted to just start the sentence over, "The house elf at my father's house cooks better, but the food wasn't bad."
Derry looked shocked and confused at the accusation of child abuse. Coach Pierce was clearly a danger to most of the students at Sonora, but he'd never doubted that she placed Ben's health very high on her priorities. "With a toddler broom and supervision, it's totally safe," he promised. "Baby brooms can't go more than a foot off the ground, and Mom said Three learned to fly before he could walk."
He stared blankly at her as she talked about kites and keys and ellec-tris-ity, but nodded when she said the part about a founding father thing. He kind of remembered Three saying that, because he'd wondered then (and now) how many times a father had to lose track of his kids that he got famous in America for finding them.
"Oh," he said, realizing he must have missed mentioning an important point. "Mom was confused when Three started school and she thought he would fit in better with the muggleborns there if he dressed like them, but the last time her family encountered muggles, America was still a bunch of English colonies. So she made muggle clothes for him as she understood muggles to dress and sent him to school. Three told her that people at school loved his clothes, so she dressed me the same way when I came here."
"Three totally got into muggle history after he was disowned because of it, too, so that's why he's dressing Ben that way already."
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That's what I'm hoping.
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January 16, 2012 9:25 PM
We can hope together. by Reggie
Reggie had known in the back of her mind that Derry was related to the school’s Coach and Deputy Headmistress, but she had never really allowed herself to grasp that concept simply because Derry never really talked about her before. There was a disassociation there that Reggie had basically ignored until this very conversation. She sort of wondered what it was like to have a family member working at the same school one went to… The closest she had was the school medic and that wasn’t much. The medic happened to work in the same hospital that her father worked at. She had only seen him on occasion, but she didn’t think her father was likely to ask him to dinner any time in the near future.“Elves usually do seem to be amazing cooks.” Reggie commented. School food was always so delicious so she assumed that House Elves’ food would be the same. She would still prefer her grandmother’s food over anything else, but that was because it meant she was home. It was familiar and safe and always so wonderful. For some reason, a elf meal never quite measured up to a home cooked meal.
Reggie didn’t have any idea how a toddler could handle a broom, whether it was their small brooms or a regular broom. They didn’t have the coordination to hold themselves for long periods of time. She didn’t see how it was possible one flew a broom before they even managed to learn the etiquette of balancing on two feet. Magical people were so foreign some times. It was like even the most common sense of things didn’t apply to them. Reggie was raised in both worlds, but she understood the Muggle world much better. “I’ll take your word for it, but if I ever have kids, no brooms until they can read, run, and ride a bike successfully.” She advised. At least bikes had training wheels.
The look on Derry’s face made her giggle. She knew that kites existed in the magical world because her mother spoke of them when she spoke of her childhood, but maybe keys weren’t so familiar because everyone just used spells? She waved it off though because she had no better way of explaining either. “He tied a metal object to a string. Metal and lightening do bad things together. Electricity is how Muggles power objects that they use. When lightening hits metal, it creates electricity.” Reggie hoped this was a better explanation, but she doubted that it was. “Anyway, his experiment was what discovered it in the first place and later people learned how to recreate and harness it.” Reggie shrugged. She didn’t know much about any of that, just the basics.
Reggie could understand why his mother was confused about Muggle clothing, but if he was going to a Magical school, why would they need to dress in Muggle clothing? Especially if the Pierces were so against mingling with people who were ‘beneath’ them? Reggie felt that everything she was learning about the Pureblood society contradicted one another. Can’t intertwine with those creatures, but you must dress like them… Didn’t really make sense to Reggie. Oh well, she didn’t think any of that will ever be explained just as she knew that she could never really express the Muggle world to any of them.
“You’re family is very weird, Der. Like, completely bananas sometimes.” She said, looking amused. “I’m sorry that you have to leave one family, but I am glad you are getting to know another.”
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We can hope together.
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