Disclaimer: I have a feeling this isn't needed in every chapter… *shrugs * who cares… I own… a few things… not many… just about everything so far, so I just misstated something… I'm confused, you?
"Hurry up!" Caden shouted to his sister at the school train station.
"I'm coming…" Gwyneth grumbled, although there was no use to do so. Caden didn't hear it. She rushed to the train, and boarded with a scowl. Her brothers were already seated, delighted smiles on their faces. They seemed relieved that school was finally out, which, actually, Basil admitted with a lopsided grin.
"Oh yes, it's a pleasant feeling isn't it dear brothers? We finally get to go home and be spoiled, eat junk food, and goof off again." Gwyneth said tonelessly.
The boys stared at her. "It does sound great, Gwyneth, okay? Just because it doesn't thrill you as much as us doesn't mean you have to get sassy." Caden said, his voice unusually proud. "And where did you learn to be so damned sarcastic?" He added.
"That Rosewood, I imagine." Basil interjected. "He's just a silly man who knows nothing. Bad influence, if you ask me. I have no idea why Madam Xanthippe lets him teach!"
"That's not true! Mr. Rosewood is very intelligent!" Gwyneth butted in, before she could stop herself.
The boys looked to Gwyneth, causing her to flush.
Suddenly, Basil flashed his lopsided grin. "She just fancies him."
Gwyneth flushed deeper. "I—I do not." She stammered. It was the truth, she really didn't.
Liam had been silent, until now. "Lay off, you guys. She's had a difficult year."
Basil and Caden were quiet for a few moments. "That explains a lot. She seems different. Less peaceful, less simple, and less--" Basil paused. "Less innocent." He finished, hoping that was the correct word.
Caden pursed his lips, while Liam bit his bottom one. The rest of the train ride was silent, only containing the occasional cough, yawn, or sigh.
Their train arrived at King's Cross station in London, some time later. The boys let Gwyneth off the train first, and followed her. Their father was always late for picking them up, so they seat their trunks down with a sigh.
"It feels good to finally be back in London." Caden smiled, looking around the station. It was packed full of kids, arriving back from school. Mostly Hogwarts, the British magic academy, students.
To pass time, Liam, Caden, and Basil began chatting. Gwyneth stood a little away from them, arms crossed over her chest, and staring at nothing in particular. She didn't know why she wasn't glad to be home. Home was so wonderful, it always had been, it seemed. But now there was a change of heart. She longed to go back to school, back to the wide, classily decorated corridors, back to the attractive dormitories, back to the experienced educationalists. She missed it, for some reason. She missed it all.
"Gwyneth!" A cheery, male's voice exclaimed.
Gwyneth snapped back into reality, and saw her father rushing toward them. When he made it over he took his daughter in his arms, and squeezed her tightly.
Liam, Caden, and Basil stood, and received a small hug from Abraham.
"We must hurry home, I've something I must show you!" Abraham said with excitement. He ushered his children to the car, and left quickly.
They soon arrived at their home, where they were rushed inside, no time to speak. Abraham was grinning widely as he led his kids into the kitchen.
The sibling's eyes fell upon a tall, curvy woman with long red hair, and even tan, and large, hazel eyes sitting at the table.
"Children, this is Cassandra. She's going to be your mother." Abraham announced.
A/N: *Gasp! * Wow… I love that name… Cassandra… It fits this woman well, too… Cassandra means confuser of men. In the next chapter expect Gwyneth to get a bit sad, and you'll see whom she seeks out for advice… Review, please. Don't break my now twelve-year-old heart. (Birthdays are so awesome…)