//Author's Note// Hey this is Wrath coming at you with my newest Fanfic! I know I don't have many followers or reviewers. Do I even have any? ." but I will post anyway. I hope that if you read this you will review and let me know what you think.
~~Wrath =^.^=
Lila stared at the letter in her father's hands with wide cobalt blue eyes. The crest embedded on the red wax was enough to quell her doubts. She squealed happily and threw herself into her father's arms much to her mother's disapproval. A lady must never show her emotions after all.
"Really Father? I can go to Hogwarts too? I'll get to learn all sorts of magic?" She said happily taking the letter from her father's hand and tearing it open. She barely skimmed the main letter before she took the list of items in her hand ran over to her mother.
"Look Mother, Professor Dumbledore wants me to go to Hogwarts too! Can we go shopping now?" She asked schooling her face into a pout she knew no one was able to resist; her father smiled and looked up at his wife who hadn't moved from her seat in the drawing room. She nodded indifferently and returned to her embroidery.
"Perfecta's school list will have come along as well, take her with you too Kaine." Estelle said, without once looking up from her work.
Kaine nodded before calling for his house elf, Ancilla. The house elf scurried into the room wearing a tea-cosy on her head like a cap and an old section of faded blue table cloth draped around her like a toga. Her lamp-like blue eyes shone with adoration for her master.
"You called for me Master Kaine," she said in a high pitched melodic voice. She wrung the dust cloth in her hand nervously as if she'd done something wrong, when she noticed Estelle staring at her with distaste. "Has Ancilla done something wrong?"
"No, Anne you haven't. I was wondering if Perfecta has woken yet?" he replied kneeling down so the elf needn't crane her neck to look at him.
"Not yet master, she came in very late last night. Shall I wake her?"
"Please, and tell her that she must be ready in one hour or Lila and I will leave for Diagon Alley without her." With that he gave a slight wave of his hand and dismissed Ancilla. Lila followed her out of the room to her own bedroom to get dressed.
"Kaine, you spoil that child." Estelle said placing her embroidery onto the table beside her chair; she brushed a lock of her long blonde hair behind her ear. "She must learn to act as a lady must, not in this manner to which she is accustomed. She is too wild as is."
Kaine sighed, and ran a hand through his own jet black curls. It was the same conversation every day. Estelle just couldn't be happy with the way Lila was, she hadn't even wanted a second daughter. She thought that their first born, Perfecta, was —as her name suggested— perfect. She was always disappointed that Lila was a girl; the family needed a male heir.
"Estelle I will not have you insulting you own child, merely because she does not take on your familial traits. It shouldn't be a problem that my own daughter looks like me." He said walking towards the door too irritated to continue this conversation with her today.
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Lila wore a simple black pleated skirt and a pale blue blouse, she nervously stared at her reflection in her goblin made silver vanity mirror; deep blue —nearly black— eyes stared out at her from gloomy, hollow-like sockets. They made her pale skin seem even more ashen by comparison. Her black hair fell in loose curls framing her oval face and high cheekbones.
"Ugly, you'll be run out of Hogwarts for sure."
Lila gasped and turned to look at her elder sister. Perfecta leaned against the doorframe smirking evilly, wearing her school uniform and her strawberry-blonde hair parted into two heron bone braids.
"Perfecta, what are you doing here?" she asked immediately pulling her hair nervously over her shoulder and twisting it.
"Why should you be accepted into the school? You've only ever walked across water. That's bullshit, how does that qualify as magic?" she hissed walking into the room and standing behind Lila. "You couldn't qualify for Ravenclaw with that weak shit. The sorting is the hard part. You have to perform countless spells. And then if you manage to pass that, you must answer questions about Hogwart's history."
"They must have changed since I went to school then Perfecta." Kaine said as he walked into the room. "Stop pestering your sister. Lila all you have to do is put on a hat and it will tell you what House you're in, nothing drastic. It normally chooses your house by your personality but it will also move from lineage. The Neige family has been in the Ravenclaw for twenty-five generations, we're distant descendants of Ravenclaw herself. And on your mother's side— the Gowan family— has been in Ravenclaw & Slytherin every other generation. I'm sure you'll make us proud." Kaine leaned down to brush the hair from Lila's ear, and whispered softly, "You're my daughter I'll accept you no matter what."
Lila giggled and bounced from her seat dragging her father by the arm to the fireplace in the drawing room. Perfecta followed looking at her list of supplies and comparing them to her sister's.
"Father, you can just give my old books, cauldron, robes and wand to Lila, I don't mind." Perfecta said smirking at her sister who peeked out from behind her father to glare at her.
"Of course you wouldn't mind me spoiling you Perfecta, but as you remember in your first year your mother spoiled you rotten, it's my turn to spoil Lila, besides she could use it more than you." Kaine chose to ignore the hateful glare Perfecta threw at him, and instead picked Lila up and stepped into the green flames.
"Diagon Alley." He said confidently flashing his wife a charming smile before the room disappeared from his sight.