The early morning sunlight played through the varying shades of red and purple that comprised the color scheme of Mela's room. The teen herself lay sideways across her massive bed, her feet hanging off one side, knees bent slightly and her head laying face-up. Her two-toned magenta-jet black hair was fanned out on one side, slightly tousled. Musa could see the headphones still covering the teen's ears, connected to the laptop that had been a gift from Tecna on the girl's sixteenth birthday – it had been designed specifically for musical use, and it had never left Mela's side since she got it. Mela lay near the foot of her bed, and behind her was her twin and little sister; Ryff was propped up against the headboard, with Harmona's head on his lap, one slender arm reaching down and grasping the hand of her older sister that was reached back.

"Today is the day." Musa nodded solemnly as she felt Riven come up behind her, both watching their children sleeping, hesitant to break the peace by waking them on the last day they'd spend together for the rest of the year, with no school pressure or outside obligations to distract them.

"I don't think I realized how hard it would actually be for Harmona to have both Ryff and Mela leave at the same time. Shows what I get for being an only child; I was ready to get out."

Riven listened to his wife speak before moving to stand behind her and wrap his arms around her waist, nestling his chin in the curve of her neck. She leaned back against him, and he felt the tenseness in her body and knew she was trying her hardest to appear collected.

"Don't worry, they'll be fine. Even Harmona. She'll be so determined to join Mela she'll work twice as hard to perfect her winx before she's even come into it. Maybe she'll even be the youngest fairy to attend Alfea."

Musa snorted softly, but nonetheless Riven's words worked and a quiet smile spread across her mouth. She knew her children's characters better than anyone, and she knew Riven spoke the truth. As the children of a Guardian Fairy and a Redfountain Specialist, there was little in the magical or human realms that could dissuade Ryff, Mela, or Harmona once they set their minds to something. Unless, of course, it was the children of the other Guardian Fairies and Specialists.

"The day Harmona joins Mela at Alfea is the day the world explodes. Can you just see them together? At Alfea? I mean, thinking about how the six of us original Winx Club girls were?" Musa laughed, pressing a hand to her mouth to stifle the sound and not disturb the sleeping siblings.

"Great Dragon preserve us, they'll be the death of Faragonda. I wager even Griselda would be no match for the two of them together!" Riven laughed into Musa's neck before pulling her away to see that the last of the morning preparations were ready. This would be a morning, and a day to remember: the start of a new era of the Winx Club.