Well I don't know where and I don't know when
But I know we'll be lovers again
I'll see you some day before the end
I don't know where and I don't know when

But oh darling my hearts on fire
Oh darling my hearts on fire
Oh darling my hearts on fire
For you

-Passenger


Finn yawned and groggily checked his watch. "Sienna, one minute 'til midnight!" he exclaimed suddenly, abruptly sitting up. "Sienna, baby, wake up! It's almost my birthday!" Finn looked over, but Sienna was not fast asleep beside him. Her side of the bed was empty. Finn frowned and got out of bed. "Sienna?" he called out, knocking on their bathroom door. Nobody answered. "What the hell, S. It's almost my birthday!" he shouted. "You missed it last year because you were dating Michael. You can't miss it again this year!" Finn poked his head out of his bedroom and looked up and down the empty hallway.

"Finn?" Sienna called from somewhere downstairs.

"Sienna!" he exclaimed eagerly, tumbling down the stairs. "It's almost my birthday! Where are you?"

"In the living room," she replied.

"What are you doing in the living—"

"Happy birthday!" Sienna, Teddy, and Luke all shouted in unison as he came into the living room. They were all curled up on the couch, grinning at him. A pile of gifts was on the coffee table.

"You lot continued the tradition," Finn said, touched.

Sienna stood up. "Well, last year was the first year I missed it. I wanted to make up for that." She pulled him into a long kiss.

"Still in here," Teddy reminded them weakly.

"Sorry," Sienna said breathlessly before pulling away.

Luke yawned. "You lot realize Findley and I have to be at practice in five hours. A better gift would be to allow us some sleep," he said grumpily.

"No way," Finn told him as he plopped down beside Teddy. "Every year, we wake up at midnight on my birthday so we can celebrate the blessing of my existence."

"I didn't appreciate having to do this last year and I don't appreciate doing it now," Luke grumbled.

"He's just grumpy cause he's sleepy," Sienna said, perching beside her boyfriend.

Finn looked around eagerly. "Blimey, it's so weird not being at Hogwarts on my birthday."

"Finn, open your presents!" Teddy said eagerly.

Finn had to admit his friends really did come through for him that year. Luke had given him a pair of enchanted Quidditch goggles, which was good because Finn really needed new ones. His goggles had gotten so old that they were completely useless during their last game when it poured.

Teddy had given Finn a Foe-Glass, which showed him whenever his enemies were nearby.

"That's so cool," Luke had interjected enviously when Finn had opened the gift. "I want one."

Vic had sent him a huge box of Weasley Wizard Wheezes merchandise, which Finn couldn't wait to try out on all his friends and teammates. Skylar had sent Finn a flask that automatically refilled itself with firewhiskey. Finn thought it was hilarious and couldn't wait to try it out.

"Bloody brilliant invention," he cried out, peering inside the full flask. "Best gift ever!" He took a swig from the flask and watched happily as it refilled to the top.

"What's Gracie's?" Luke asked curiously.

Finn peered inside the box from Grace and grinned. "A very Grace-like gift. Several biographies about famous Quidditch players and some pies."

Luke smiled sadly. "Sounds about right."

"Mine's the last," Sienna said nervously, handing him a blue box.

"I don't know if anything can top what you got me last year," Finn told her.

"What'd you get him last year?" Luke asked.

Finn smiled, holding up his wrist. "She got me a watch."

"No offense but what's so special about a watch?" Luke wanted to know. "I mean, we all get one for our seventeenth birthdays."

"My parents didn't get me one," Finn muttered. "I'd gotten into some trouble at school and we were in a fight, so they ignored my seventeenth birthday. I didn't get anything from them."

"Harsh," Luke said, shaking his head.

"So, when he turned eighteen, I thought it was about time he got a ruddy watch like everybody else," Sienna said. She prodded the box. "Open this one. See if you like it."

Finn ripped open the parcel. A bottle of cologne fell out along with a picture frame with a photograph of the two of them inside. Sienna was looking at the camera, laughing. Finn had his arm casually thrown around her and he was watching her laugh, an adoring smile on his lips.

"It's your favorite cologne," Sienna explained nervously. "As for the picture, I figured you needed something to remember me by while I was away on tour."

"How could I ever forget you?" Finn asked before leaning in to give her a sweet kiss. "Thank you," he whispered in her ear. Finn looked up at Teddy and Luke. "Thank you to all of you. You lot didn't have to do this."

"There's more!" Teddy exclaimed, waving his wand. A small cake came zooming in from the kitchen. "My grandma made it for you," he explained.

Finn grinned as all his friends started singing happy birthday to him. Luke's singing was low and tired like he was about to fall asleep at any moment. Teddy's voice was the loudest. He sang proudly at the top of his lungs. Sienna's voice was by far the prettiest. She sang softly, her head resting on his shoulder. Finn kissed the top of her head. He couldn't imagine a better beginning to his nineteenth birthday.


Victoire awoke on midnight that day. She rolled over, thinking of Findley. She wished she could've been there for his birthday. Finn always made such a big fuss about his birthday.

It was several hours until Victoire finally managed to fall back asleep. She'd been too busy thinking about her friends. Victoire felt like she hardly knew the people that she had once considered her best friends. She had no idea what Luke was up to. She didn't know how Finn's training was going. She didn't know how Sienna's album was coming along. After its release party a few weeks back, Victoire had scoured every single newspaper and magazine, reading every single review. So far, the reviews were great. There'd been a few that had criticisms but Victoire figured you couldn't please everybody. The sales were speaking for themselves. She'd sold a million copies in less than a month. It was pretty damn impressive.

"This was the first time we got to sleep in on the twenty-third in years," Grace said with a satisfied smile at breakfast. She poured her milk into her bowl and grinned at them. "I do love my sleep."

Skylar grimaced. "Is it bad that I actually kind of missed waking up early? It's just one more of our traditions that ended…"

"Well, technically it didn't end," Victoire said. "We just weren't a part of it this year."

"What do you mean?" Grace asked.

"Teddy, Sienna, and Luke still woke up at midnight with Findley to open his presents and eat cake." Victoire yawned. "And they're throwing him a surprise party tonight. Remember? I told you that. It's why I asked you to give me the presents you bought for Findley so that Teddy could give them to him at midnight."

Grace smiled. "Did he like my gift?"

"No idea. I'm waiting for a letter or call from somebody."

Sienna crossed her arms. "Good luck getting one. They're always all so busy. And I'm still angry we weren't able to make it to Sienna's album release party."

Victoire nodded. "And I hate that we missed Luke and Finn's first ever game with the Chudley Cannons."

Danielle took a seat opposite of Victoire. She put her arms on the table and sat up importantly. "We're throwing a Winter Ball again this year," she said.

Victoire raised her eyebrows. "Okay."

"And all the proceeds are going to St. Mungo's again," Danielle continued.

Skylar squealed in delight, already imagining all the dresses she'd get to try on before the Ball. Victoire, on the other hand, was overwhelmed by a sense of sadness in the pit of her stomach.

"I want to help this year," Victoire said quietly. "For Chris."

"Excellent," Danielle replied. "Because you are Victoire Weasley and everybody at this school is obsessed with you and your family. I need you to take care of the publicity. Sell tickets, make announcements, coerce people into wanting to go."

"Who knows," Grace said, looking up from the newspaper she was reading, "we might get lucky this year and nobody will be attacked."

Danielle looked at Victoire with a pained expression. "I've already talked to the Headmaster about tightening security that night."

"Grayson's in Azkaban," Victoire said, her heart racing at the sound of his name. "He can't hurt anybody. The dance should be perfectly safe this time."

Skylar squeezed her hand. "Gracie and I won't let anybody hurt you."

Victoire smiled at her. "Thanks, Skye."

Danielle surveyed the girls. "So, you reckon it's a good idea? After what happened to you last year…I'm afraid people won't want to come…"

"It's in Chris's honor," Victoire told her. "Chris was an angel and everybody knew that. I'm sure plenty of people will want to come, especially to pay their respects."

"Are we doing the Boy Toy Auction again this year?" Skylar asked Danielle hopefully.

"Probably not. There's no time to plan it." Danielle said. "But I'm going to try to convince Sienna to perform again with the Weird Sisters. Hopefully, it'll make more people want to come."

"You know what we need this year," Skylar said suddenly. "Real dates!"

Victoire snorted. "Let me ask Teddy how he feels about me bringing a date."

Skylar rolled her eyes and looked at Grace. "Looks like it'll be just me and you, then, Gracie. We need to find some cute blokes to take us!"

Grace stared at her. "I'd rather fail every one of my classes than go on a date right now."

Danielle snorted. Skylar and Victoire exchanged looks.

After Danielle left them to go join her friends for breakfast, the girls decided to leave for Defense Against the Dark Arts. Victoire and Skylar eagerly discussed dress options and different makeup techniques that they wanted to try at the Ball. Grace, meanwhile, had hung back to discuss the upcoming exam with Warren Davis, a fellow prefect.

"So, are you ladies planning on going to the Ball?" Warren asked.

Victoire turned her head back. "Absolutely! What about you, Warren?"

"I reckon my girlfriend will kill me if I don't take her," he replied.

Skylar led the way into the classroom. She glanced back at Warren. "Hey, Warren, do you know anybody interested in taking Grace?"

"He doesn't," Grace hissed, shooting Warren an apologetic look.

Warren laughed before going his separate way. The girls took their seats in the back of the classroom. Alexander was sitting at the front of the room on his desk, waiting patiently as all his students trickled inside.

"Erm…hey, Skylar…"

Skylar glanced up. Ethan Murray was standing in front of her. He fidgeted with his hands nervously.

"Hey, Ethan," she said pleasantly. "What's up?"

Ethan glanced anxiously at Victoire and Grace before looking back at Skylar. "Did you hear about the Winter Ball?"

"Yeah. It should be fun! Are you going?"

Ethan grinned at her. "I don't know. Only if you go."

Victoire raised her eyebrows and smirked at Skylar.

Skylar laughed. "Well, then, I guess I have to go."

Alexander cleared his throat loudly. "Everybody, please don't loiter. Get to your seats."

Ethan glanced back at his desk. "I should go back to my table. I'll see you, ladies, later." He began to walk away but stopped suddenly and turned to face Grace. "You know, Rhodes, blokes are lining up to ask you out now that you're single."

Skylar sat up eagerly. "You hear that, Gracie?"

Grace laughed. "Thanks for the update, Ethan, but I'm not interested."

Ethan grinned at her. "Oh, come on, Grace. Mason has a huge crush on you. What do you say? Give my mate a shot!"

"Tell Mason I'm flattered, but no thank you," Grace said.

Ethan glanced back at Skylar. "How about you, Grey? Any interest in bringing a date?"

"I don't think Mason's my type," Skylar told him.

"I wasn't talking about Mason," Ethan told her, his eyes locking with hers.

The bell rang and Alexander ushered everybody back to their seats. "Quiz today!" he exclaimed, holding up a stack of papers.

"Looks like you've got an admirer," Grace whispered to Skylar. She glanced at Ethan who was scrambling through his bag looking for a quill.

"Looks like you've got one too," Skylar replied.

Victoire leaned in closer. "Mason's a cutie," she told Grace. "You sure you don't want to give him a shot?"

"I'm positive," Grace told them. "Now shut up. I need to concentrate on this quiz."

"Bring them up to my desk once you've finished and you may leave after," Alexander said. He waved his wand and the papers distributed themselves out to each student.

Skylar was one of the last people to finish her quiz. Most people finished within thirty minutes and were long gone. Victoire, who had spent the entire summer helping Teddy prepare for his Auror training, had become something of an expert in the Dark Arts. It was quickly becoming her best subject, even surpassing Charms, which had always come naturally to her. Victoire finished the quiz quickly and confidently. She was one of the first people to leave. Grace took a little longer. She was more meticulous about making sure her answers were correct and went over the quiz several times before she was satisfied with it. Naturally, Skylar had the hardest time with it. When she finally finished, she jumped out of her seat and quickly gathered her belongings. She made her way to the front of the room and gingerly dropped her paper on top of the already large stack.

Alexander glanced up at her when she approached. "You and Ethan are a thing now?" he muttered.

Skylar stared at him. She lifted her chin up haughtily. "You did say you wanted me dating people my own age, didn't you?" Skylar's eyes locked with Alexander's and she pursed her lips together.

Alexander smiled sadly. "Yeah, I did…"


Teddy and Sienna opened the oven door. They were silent for a moment.

"Fuck," Teddy cussed loudly.

Sienna sighed and shook her head. "How did we screw this up again."

"What in the world is that smell?" Andromeda asked as she stepped into the kitchen.

"We may have possibly burnt the food…again…"

Sienna shook her head grimly. "We didn't think this one through. Why did we think we could prepare the food ourselves when neither of us has ever cooked a day in our lives?"

"Well, what are we going to do?" Teddy demanded. "All of our guests are in the living room and Luke will be here with Finn any minute now."

Sienna looked at Andromeda. "This is where you kick in with your amazing grandmotherly advice and save the day."

Andromeda chuckled. "Lucky for you two, Molly and I had a backup plan."

"You didn't think we could do this, did you?" Teddy demanded.

Andromeda raised her eyebrows and gestured at all the burnt trays scattered around the kitchen. "Can you blame us?"

"She has a point," Sienna told Teddy.

"We have food waiting back at the Burrow in case this happened," Andromeda told them. "If you want, Molly and I can run back and bring it all here."

"Sienna, your parents are here!" Somebody shouted from the living room.

"Damn it, they actually came," Sienna cursed quietly. She smiled at Andromeda. "That sounds perfect, Andromeda. Thank you so much."

Teddy nodded. "Yeah, thanks, Grandma. I don't know what we'd do without you."

Sienna left them alone in the kitchen to clean up the mess of all the burnt food. Her parents were waiting for her in the foyer. Like usual, they were dressed like they were going to Paris for a fashion show. "Mum, Dad, you made it!" She plastered a smile on her face. "Finn will be so happy."

"We're happy you invited us," Clark said as he helped his wife remove her fur coat.

"Did we miss the surprise?" Lucille asked as Sienna handed her a glass of champagne.

"Not yet, Mum. Finn's still on his way."

"Excellent!" Clark clapped his hands together. "You know, all our friends are just raving about how well you and Findley are doing after Hogwarts. Between the Chudley Cannons and your tour! I'd say the Wests and Ellis' are a proud set of families!"

Lucille looked at Sienna, beaming with pride. "Your album was fantastic, Sienna. Thank you so much for inviting us to the release party last week."

"Your mother has saved every single one of your reviews," Clark told her. "The media loves you, honey."

Sienna smiled. "Well, I hope so. Tickets for the tour go on sale tomorrow. Hopefully, the fans loved the album too."

"Oh, I'm sure they did," Clark assured her. He furrowed his eyebrows together. "You know, I read in the Prophet this morning that you fired your manager."

Sienna groaned. "Yes, I had to. He kept screwing up. Now, I have to take care of everything on my own and I don't know the first thing about managing myself."

"Well," Lucille said slowly, "I do."

Sienna glared at her mother. "Mum, no."

"Just temporarily. You've got a lot of big things coming up. You need a manager to take care of the little things. I've been your manager before. I've got the experience! I know what to do! I'll take over for a few weeks until you find a replacement."

"Sienna!" Teddy rushed into the foyer. After quickly greeting her parents, he grabbed Sienna's arm. "Luke's almost here with Finn."

Sienna's eyes widened. "Everybody, turn off the lights and head into the living room!" she shouted.

Lucille scurried after her. "You need a manager, Sienna."

"Yes, fine, but just temporarily," Sienna replied, distracted. "Everybody, quiet!" she hissed.

Finn walked through the front door with Luke. "I thought Teddy and Sienna said they were going to be here when—"

"SURPRISE!"

Finn stopped in the living room doorway, stunned. All his friends gathered around him, patting him on the back and wishing him a happy birthday.

Sienna made her way toward the front of the crowd. "Did we get you?" she asked breathlessly.

Finn pulled her into a deep kiss.

"The food's taken care of, Sienna," Teddy said, appearing by their side.

"Mate, you did this?" Finn gasped, pulling Teddy into a tight hug.

Sienna laughed before waltzing away from the two boys who were both nearly in tears as they reminisced about the past seven years of their friendship. She ran into Luke by the window. He was talking to Logan Steinback, an old friend of theirs from Hogwarts.

"Logan, how are you?" Sienna asked, giving him a hug.

"Not bad, Ellis. I'm a little disappointed to see you and Findley are still dating."

"Why's that?"

"It was every bloke's fantasy in school to date you," Logan told her. "Most of us never got the opportunity."

"It was definitely not my fantasy," Luke said, making a face.

"Watch it, Bishop," Sienna said warningly. "You'd be damn lucky to have me."

"Are you and Grace still together?" Logan asked Luke curiously.

"Erm…no, we're not," Luke told him awkwardly.

"That reminds me," Sienna said, grinning at Luke mischievously. "I invited Alicia."

"You didn't," Luke groaned.

"Who's Alicia?" Logan asked eagerly.

"Not for you," Sienna informed him. "Move along, Steinback," she said, giving him a small shove. Logan chuckled before leaving them.

"Sienna, come on," Luke complained. "This is so embarrassing for me. I don't need your help to get a date!"

"Yes, you do, because you haven't had any," she snapped. "It's been three months since you and Grace broke up and Alicia is the only girl you've dated." Sienna looked around the room. "ALICIA! Come here!"

A tall, willowy girl came toward them. She had long, thick black hair, olive skin, and big brown eyes. She smiled. "Hey, Sienna! Luke! Great party."

"Thanks," Sienna replied, elbowing Luke.

"Nice to see you again, Alicia," Luke muttered.

Alicia grinned. "You too." She looked at Sienna. "I just ran into your mum. She says she's your manager again! I tried to convince her to book you for a few modeling gigs. We all miss having you around, S."

Luke gaped at Sienna. "You rehired your mum? When?"

"About five minutes ago. I'll probably regret it but I need the help." Sienna waved him off. "Anyway, you two talk! Mingle! I've got to go make the rounds and say hello to everybody."

"Sienna," Alicia said with a sigh as she ran off.

"I'm sorry about this," Luke said apologetically. "She's hell-bent on helping me move on from my ex."

"Me too," Alicia said with a sigh. "My boyfriend and I broke up a few months ago and Sienna's determined to help me find the new love of my life."

Luke grimaced. "Well, at least she means well."

"Hey, pictures!" Teddy announced, appearing in front of them with a camera.

"Aw, Teddy, come on," Alicia complained.

"Alicia, you're a fucking model. You take pictures for a living. Just shut up and smile at the camera," Teddy instructed her. "This should come naturally for you."

"You've already made me take like a hundred pictures," she grumbled as she leaned into Luke and he put his arm around her waist.

"Yes, but I've only gotten a few dozen with Luke and I need more," Teddy said as he brought the camera up to his eyes.

Luke rolled his eyes. "Why do you need this many pictures?"

"Vic couldn't be here so she asked me to send pictures," he replied.

Luke and Alicia smiled at the camera and Teddy snapped several photos.


On the other side of the room, Sienna and Finn were greeting their guests. They were talking to some of Finn's teammates when Teddy suddenly pulled them aside.

"More pictures?" Finn groaned. "Mate, I already told you—"

"Your parents are here," Teddy interrupted him.

Finn and Sienna stared at him. "What?" Finn spluttered.

"They're by the stairs," Teddy said.

"But I haven't spoken to my parents in months," Finn said. "Did you guys invite them?"

Teddy and Sienna shook their heads. "I didn't," Teddy said slowly, turning to face Sienna. "Did you?"

"No," Sienna said, looking at Finn. "What do you want to do?"

Finn took a deep breath. "Let's go talk to them," he finally said.

"Wait!" Teddy said suddenly, stopping them. "You two are going to need this." He waved his wand and two shot glasses zoomed toward them. Teddy poured vodka into the glasses and grinned. "Bottoms up."

Finn and Sienna gulped down their drinks. "Thanks, mate," Finn said, taking Sienna's hand. The two of them walked toward the stairs where Charles and Andrea West were waiting for them.

"Findley!" Andrea exclaimed upon seeing him. She hugged her son tightly.

Charles cleared his throat and handed Finn an envelope. "Happy birthday, son."

"Thanks, Dad," Finn said.

"Sienna, dear, how are you?" Andrea asked, pulling Sienna into a hug.

"I'm so glad you guys came," Sienna said nervously. "I would've invited you myself, but—"

"You only wanted people my son likes here," Charles finished for her. "I understand."

"Dad—" Finn began.

Charles lifted up his hand, silencing him. "We understand. Our history is...complicated..."

"Ah, yes, I was the family disappointment and you loved telling me that," Finn said pleasantly.

Andrea pursed her lips. "Findley, please."

"Findley, you spent the past five years drinking, barely getting by in school, pulling stupid pranks, and screwing around with promiscuous young ladies."

"He's not wrong about the last one," Sienna muttered. "With the exception of me, of course."

Andrea took Sienna's hand. "Charles was not referring to you, Sienna, dear. We always hoped you two would end up together and seal the fate of merging the West and Ellis families."

"Sounds like my mother," Sienna murmured so that only Finn could hear.

Finn raised his eyebrows. "You two realize that it's for this exact reason that Teddy and Sienna did not invite you."

"Despite all your mistakes in the past, Findley," Charles continued, "your mother and I are very proud of you. In the end, you got your act together. Many of our friends and family doubted you two would ever pull it together, but you did."

"An insult and a compliment at the same time. It's amazing how you do that, Dad," Finn said.

"..and you've finally settled down with Sienna in a committed relationship," Charles continued, almost smiling. "You've served the family name well, son."

Finn nodded. "Okay. Well, thank you. I think."

"We're also here to make a deal with you," Charles said in a more business-like voice.

"Ah, so that's why you're really here," Finn said with a grin. "Okay, now this feels like familiar territory. What do you want, Dad?"

"Your mother and I ran into Clark last week. He told us that you and Sienna have dinner with them every other week. And then we hear that you two invited them to Sienna's album release party and they've even attended your games together before."

"Well, my parents can be quite pushy," Sienna interjected. "It's either have dinner with them or never hear the end of it from my mother."

"It's not fair," Andrea huffed.

"Our proposal is that you must see us at least once a month. We are allowed to come to your games as well. And you must see us at Christmas." Charles eyed his son with a stony expression. Finn knew his dad was practicing his business tactics on him but he didn't mind. It's how he was raised. Finn had never known anything else.

"Dad, me and S aren't trying to hide from you two. If you want to hang out then just let us know."

Charles crossed his arms. "Dinner every other month. And Christmas."

Finn rolled his eyes. "Fine. Deal."

They shook hands.

"Excellent," Andrea said with a satisfied smile. "Your father and I must go make the rounds."

Finn and Sienna watched them leave in stunned silence.

"What just happened?" Sienna finally said.

"I think amid all the insults, my dad told me he was proud of me," Finn said.

"That's what it sounded like."

"I also think my dad just made us one of his business deals."

"It's just dinner once every other month," Sienna said. "It won't be so bad."

"Why now?" Finn frowned. "Why are our parents suddenly showing interest in our lives when for the past nineteen years they didn't give a shit?"

"Eighteen years in my case," Sienna murmured.

"Still," Finn said.

Sienna sighed and shrugged. "Maybe because we're not screw-ups anymore?"

"All it took was me becoming a professional Quidditch player to win my daddy's love," Finn said fondly. "Don't you just love family?"

Sienna laughed. "At least they like us now."

Finn looked at her. "Babe, my parents love you. I've never seen them like that."

"That was love?" Sienna said dubiously.

"In the West family, yes."

Sienna giggled, wrapping her arm around Finn's waist. "Well, I'm glad they approve."

"We just need to be careful. If our parents get together, they'll probably start planning our wedding. We need to keep them far away from each other."

Sienna's eyes widened. "You think?"

Finn grimaced. "Didn't you hear my dad? 'Seal the fate of merging the West and Ellis families'. What the hell does that even mean?"

"It means two rich pureblood families are coming together to get even richer," Sienna muttered.

"Eh. It's not a horrible idea. I do love you. Also, if we got married, our babies would be so cute," Finn said.

"Are you kidding me? With your eyes and my hair. They'd be the cutest kids on the planet."

"Maybe in five years."

"Make that ten," Sienna said with a shudder. "Maybe in ten years, I'll actually be good with kids."

"Deal," Finn said, shaking her hand.

"Seal it with a kiss," Sienna breathed, pulling Finn closer.

"I like your terms, Ellis," Finn said before pressing his lips against hers.


Victoire looked up and clucked her tongue impatiently.

"What are you looking for?" Grace asked, looking around the ceiling.

"Owl post," she replied.

Skylar took a bite of her toast. "Why?"

Victoire sighed. "Teddy said he'd send me pictures of Finn's surprise party last night."

Skylar's eyes lit up. "Brilliant! I still can't believe we missed it."

Grace pointed up. "Here they come."

Hundreds of owls soared into the Great Hall. A large brown owl landed beside Victoire and stuck its leg out. "Hey, Zeus," Victoire said, untying the envelope from the bird's leg.

Zeus let out a small hoot and Skylar allowed him to nibble on her toast before he took off again.

Victoire opened the envelope and let out a delighted cry. "He sent the pictures!"

Skylar peered inside the envelope and let out a startled cry. "Merlin, how many pictures did he take?"

Victoire shrugged and dumped all the pictures on the table. Grace took a stack and began rifling through them. Victoire picked up a picture of Teddy and Finn together. They were sitting on the couch, pointing at something in the distance that was not pictured and laughing.

Victoire sighed. "I miss them," she said sadly.

Skylar's eyes widened. She pointed at Finn's arm. "Bloody hell. Finn's gotten into shape!"

"It's all the workouts at practice," Victoire replied. "Look at Luke too," she said, picking up a picture of Luke with Sienna.

Skylar smiled. "Sienna's hair looks so long now."

"I know!" Victoire said. She rifled through the pictures before stopping and laughing. "Gracie, check out Finn's face in this picture."

Grace didn't respond.

Skylar looked up and frowned. "Gracie, are you okay?"

Grace was staring at a picture in her hand with her mouth hanging slightly open.

"Gracie?" Victoire said slowly.

Grace cleared her throat and handed Victoire and Skylar the picture she was holding. "Who's the girl?" she asked.

Victoire peered down at the picture. It was a picture of Luke and a pretty dark-haired girl. Luke had his arm around her and she was leaning into him, smiling. Luke was rolling his eyes before grinning at the camera. The girl was holding a glass of champagne and smiling at the camera as she leaned into Luke for the picture.

Skylar and Victoire exchanged looks. "That must be Alicia," Victoire said hesitantly.

"Who's Alicia?" Grace asked.

Skylar bit her lower lip. "She's one of Sienna's old friends from her modeling days."

"Okay," Grace said slowly.

Victoire sighed. "She and Luke have been on a few dates. It's nothing serious."

Grace's face froze. "Luke's been dating?"

"Gracie, it has been three months," Skylar said quietly. "And you broke up with him, remember? He's just trying to move on."

Grace was silent for a moment. "She's pretty," she said quietly.

Victoire and Skylar exchanged looks.

"Grace, are you okay?" Skylar asked softly.

Grace stood up abruptly. "I have to go," she said suddenly.

"Go? Where?" Victoire frowned, confused.

Grace quickly pulled her bag over her shoulder. "I'll see you two in class," she muttered before dashing away.

"This won't end well," Skylar murmured. Victoire nodded in agreement.