McConn June 16th 2040 (fixed)

Ciaran nodded, smiling.
"Aye, lass. Rose was born on Christmas. A perfect little present."

"We could help you by showing you our own memories." Eglantine offered, gently touching her granddaughter's temple. The memory of Rose's birth would easily slip into the young woman's mind when she wanted it to. Of course it would be from Eglantine's mind, but at least it would offer some small amount of sight.

Rossa sighed as she absorbed the memory, it still felt cloudy.. and foreign.. but as she said it would take time.. for now it was just so... confusing.

She looked at baby Rose again, still not getting anything but a vaugue immpression.. a feeling.

"I.. Can go get some air?" she asked going to stand up, she held her head as she felt slightly dizzy, but that she expected. There were just to many people.. her mind was swimming...

"Of course." Eglantine gently helped Rossa stand up and Edan went to open the door. As the young man helped his sister, Eglantine went back to Kiara and Ciaran.


"How did this happen?" she asked, yawning into her hand. She blinked several times trying to clear her vision and wondered where she'd left her bloody glasses. It wasn't like her to fall asleep in the middle of the day; but she had and now she was reaping the consequences.

Rossa walked slowly out to the back porch, she nodded to the boy who was apprently her brother, older then her from the look of it. Edan was is name..

"Thanks.. Edan, right?" she asked quietly feeling incredibly stupid.


Kiara sighed and explained what happend, "Was hit in the head while playing quidditch, she fell of her broom" she said solumly wishing she could have done something to prevent it. But even she knew there was nothing anyone could have done..

Edan nodded, smiling brightly.
"Yeah... Did you remember that?" he asked, as if they were discussing the normal routine of life. He wanted to put her at ease; become at the very least a friendly figure before she remembered he was her brother. Without identity... it must be scary and he didn't want to scare her.

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"Well, head injuries are often the most unusual..." Eglantine murmured. "Perhaps her memory will begin coming back on its own. Of course it would help if..." she trailed off, wondering if perhaps it was possible for Rossa's memory to not ever fully return. The thought frightened her, although she didn't let it show. She was not about to give up on her granddaughter, but she had to think of it as a possibility.

Rossa sighed and looked down, "No.. you were pointed out to me after I woke up.....Sorry"

She did find him friendly though.."Thanks for trying so hard to get help though" she said taking a deep breath as she untied the bandage around her head. The burise was still present on her head, but not as ugly looking as before and the bump had gone down thanks to the healng salve and the cooling charm on the bandage.

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Kiara sighed again at what Eglantine said, she wasn't sure if Rossa would get well or not...

"It would help if what Eglantine?" she asked.

Kaylie step forward sitting to the left of Ciaran and Caleb, who was still happy in his Grandfathers lap.

She was still holding little Rose, " I am sure we will all do what we can to help her" she said, she loved Rossa like her own sister and was always the first person she would ask to watch to baby sit. She had always been happy to when she was able.

Edan nodded, slightly disappointed that she hadn't remembered him, but unwilling to show it.
"You're welcome. It wasn't anything you wouldn't have done for me." he assured her. He glanced briefly at the bruise, wondering how something so small and normal looking could have caused so much trouble.
"Three men walk into a bar. An Irish man, an American, and a Welsh. They all order whiskey and sit down. Each one notices they have a fly in their mug. The American refuses to drink the whiskey and pushes it away, and the Welsh just pulls the fly out. The Irish man pulls the fly out by its wings and starts yelling, 'Spit it out...spit it out..."
He glanced over at Rossa hoping she had enjoyed the joke.

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"If we were careful to show her more pleasant parts of her life... good memories always are more helpful than bad." Eglantine continued, not at all paying attention to what she was saying. Slowly she went to the window to watch Rossa and Edan as they walked.

Ciaran took a seat on the couch and bounced Caleb in his lap.

"But will it be enough..." Eglantine murmured, her hand touching the glass in a gesture to either support herself or simply trace the figure of her granddaughter.

Rossa, though she felt depressed, lost, and terribly alone... she somehow chuckled at the joke. If nothing else it brought a smile to her lips.

"If that is your attempt to cheer me up, thanks, I guess I could use it aye.." she said with a sigh.

"I appricate it, Edan" she said his name rolling for her tongue with a bit of her father accent.

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Kiara nodded, " She seemed to remeber something when she saw Rose" then Kiara blinked thinking of something. "How about her songs? she has been busy singing and writing for the past few years, perhaps being introtruced to them she may remember something... I believe she even wrote one on christmas.." she said.

Caleb giggled on his Grandfathers laps, always like the attention..

Kiara looked down not even wanting think it as possiblity she simply didn't want to loose her daughter, "Well it has to be, It is to early to be thinking her memory won't ever return.." she countered... really her Mother was such a Pesimist sometimes.

Edan bowed. "My pleasure. Always my pleasure." he chuckled. "I'd tell you the one about the blondes but I was banned from saying it." he whispered, jabbing a thumb back toward the house. Truthfully, Eglantine hadn't really banned him from saying blonde jokes; but her reaction at his last telling of one had made him swear to himself not to tell them anymore. He liked to make people smile and laugh. Make them happy; not cry.
"How's your head feel?" he asked.

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"Aye, that's a good sign." Ciaran agreed, smiling when Caleb giggled.
"Again!" the child begged, grabbing his grandfather's arms. The man began to bounce him again, ignoring the slight pain in his hip.
"And her music may be helping us in the future. She writes lovely songs." Eglantine turned back to raise an eyebrow at them and Ciaran's statement.

"It is never too early." Eglantine pointed out, unconsciously smoothing out her wrinkled robe front. "However we shall be hopeful." Ciaran resisted the urge to roll his eyes at his mother-in-law. Sweet woman as she was; sometimes he couldn't imagine living with her.

Rossa nodded about the blond jokes, and shook her head. There people who could take offence to them.

Brushing her finger on her briuse she sighed, "Doesn't hurt to much and more, thanks to the pain relief potion, its just fuzzy..."

"But thanks... I am sure I will get better... hope so anyway, I don't like this feeling... Like being a nobody, it's.... I am not sure how to explain it... everyone is a stranger, even myself.."

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Kiara sighed, however smiled over at Ciaran and Caleb as the child laughed and cheered again, putting her arm across Ciaran's shoulders, and tickled Caleb enjoying the bit of cheerfulness the two gave off.

"Grandma.!" Caleb squeeled as dove beside his Grandpa, and then reached over and tired to tickle his Grandma. Kiara chuckled and ruffled his hair.

"Well, there are many good memories for her to find, it may take time but I believe Rossa will get better. She is strong, as long as her spirit is still there...." Kiara looked out at her oldest daughter who still talkig with Edan it seemed.

"There will always be hope"

Beagan nodded "well said Mum" he said with a smile.

Edan nodded, glad to hear she wasn't in any pain at least. Physical pain mounted with confusion was at its best total anguish. Thankfully he had learned that from a book and not from actual experience.
"Anything you want to know?" he asked, smiling. "I'd be thrilled to give you a crash course in Rossa 101."

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Laughing heartily, too amused by his grandson to keep silent, Ciaran joined Caleb in tickling Kiara. Gently he pushed her soft hair back and kissed her cheek.
"Aye. And no offense, Professor. But it is too early." He wanted, desperately to add that her word was not the end to any conversation and her opinion was not the only one worth anything... But he doubted it would cause anything but stress to say such a thing. Eglantine and he had a fairly fine relationship and he wasn't about to flush that down the drain just because he was annoyed. Not to mention the fact that Horatio would probably kill him.

"Aye, always hope." he smiled, reaching to ruffle Beagan's hair.

Rossa smiled agian, decideing she probably got along with Edan if her was always this cheerful, even in sad times.

"That would be great, I am not sure where to start though, Why not tell me about yourself and the rest of my family? any firends I have. That might be helpful" she said, also curious about those that seemed to love her so much.

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Kiara laughed as her husband and grandson tickled her back, she turned her face and met his lips.

"Ack, Grandma and Grandpa kiss like Mummy and Daddy!" Caleb anounced with a cheeky smile. Kiara simled and blushed.

Kaylie was blushing like crazy, "Caleb McConn!"

Caleb giggled a moment "Sorry mummy" though he didn't sound to sorry.

Beagan gave a googy grin and then a thought ocurred to him, "Shouldn't someone call Demyan? I am sure the Kaminski's and Viper's will want to know what happened perhaps they can help" he suggested.

Kiara nodded, Demyan being Rossa's boyfirend for the last 2 years would likely want to know. " I will message him"

"Okay...well let's see." he rubbed his chin. "Well...I'll be twenty in September. I work as a orderly of sorts for St Mungos. Training to become a full healer. Do you want a full family tree? Or just the basics?" he asked, knowing their family was a bit much to keep track of. "Oh yeah and I'm dating a former Hufflepuff beater. Her name is Chloe..." he sighed sounding more sad than in love. "And I think she likes her job more than me. You see she is a healer and only goes out with me cause I'm quote "funny and cute."

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Ciaran chuckled.
"Aye, Caleb lad but people all kiss the same." he pointed out, standing to set the child down on the couch.
"Nu-uh." Caleb countered, a devious smile on his impish face.
"Ah..." Eglantine murmured. "They are still dating?" she actually sounded surprised, much to Ciaran's own surprise.
"Yes... it would be good to call them." he agreed.

Rossa blinked she was surprised yet in awe about it at the same time, A healer? for some reason that sounded... familiar.

"Just the basics for now would be perfect, like other brothers and sisters I haven't seen yet since I woke, our Mum and Dad, like that"

And she felt something when he talked about his girlfirend, Irritation... Protective? perhaps...

"I see... Perhaps you should be dating a chaser instead of a beater" she said lightly playing it as a joke to cheer him up. "Chasers are much more devoted, or a Seeker, they are good to"

"You seem very nice to me, I am a girl who lost all identity, and you managed to cheer me up. That is more then being funny I say, not many could do that I imagine." she hoping to return the favor and cheer him up.

"She can't see that, why be with her?... Sorry, that is pretty personal.. I um... you don't have to answer that" she said.

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Kiara nodded, "I will message Demyan, I don't want to overwhelm Rossa, with all the firends and family she has right away" she said as she got up to go to the floo. She put her head in and called for the young man, whom she had know since he was born, along with the other Kaminski children. Seemed to becoming even more apart of her family.

Only to recieve no answer..

"Hmm he isn't home, I will Owl him" she said as she sommond a partchemnt and a quill to write the letter to inform the young Demyan Kaminski that Rossa had been in a accident and was injured.

"Grandmama? Why were you surprised Rossa and Demyan were still together?" Beagan asked curious.

Kiara perked up curious as well, Rossa was quite devoted to Demyan ever since they started going out... 2 years earlier.

The young couple were turely love birds....

Of course she made sure her daughter was smart about it... she didn't want to go through what Eglantine and Horatio went through with Ara.

"Okay then... Tav is the oldest... I'm next and then you. After you comes Greta and then Beagan. He's the youngest. Tav is married to Kaylie or Kay, the one with Rose and Caleb. They are her and Tav's kids. Adorable and wonderful wouldn't you say?" he chuckled. "Mum and Dad both work. Mum is the Headmistress of Hogwarts, and Da is an auror captain. But he's been thinking about retirement. Tav is an auror as well. Grandmama.... the woman I went to get, is Head of Gryffindor and Transfiguration Professor. Grandpapa, her husband is the Head of Hufflepuff and History of Magic Professor...." he took a deep breath.
"Our Mum is Grandmama's daughter from her first um marriage. And then there's Eleutheria, Edwin, Ava, Ara, Ewan, Ean and little Sevie. All of whom are our Aunts and Uncles and half of which are younger than us." Edan froze.

"Oh I am so sorry... you asked for the basics." he slapped his forehead. "Okay forget all you heard and we'll start again. Rewind..."
"Tav is the only sibling you haven't met."

He listened to Rossa's comments on his girlfriend with a smile. Even without her memory she was the same...
"Not at all, no need to be sorry. I love your advice. Take it all the time. And I always let the girl dump me.... its more gentlemanly..." Edan chuckled.

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Eglantine wasn't exactly sure how to answer Beagan. Truthfully, she hadn't ever believed that Demyan and her granddaughter would continue a relationship. Apparently she had been wrong...or hadn't been paying attention. Lately, she had become rather buried in her garden.
"I just..." she paled slightly, not wanting to exactly admit she hadn't known they had been serious about one another. "Am surprised is all..." She noted that Ciaran rolled his eyes.

Caleb reached his arms out to Kiara.
"Snack time?" he asked, hoping Grandma would have some sweets somewhere.
"Where's Horatio?" Ciaran asked, suddenly curious. His uncle had a right to know about Rossa after all.
"He's visiting Gwen." Ciaran nodded.
"Maybe we should call him then, he should be knowing about Rossa."

Rossa smiled all through the time Edan explained the entire family, really it seem here was no such thing as the basic over go of the family.

"I see... sounds like a big happy family... I am apart of it huh, I like the thought." she said taking a deep breath as a warm breath went by her face.

She smiled at him again as he explained him taking her advice... and even impressed with his policy of girl firends.

"I see that is quite noble of you" she said though she hoped young man who was her brother didn't get hurt by the woman.. girl whoever she was.

"Just hope she doesn't hurt you" she muttered, it was strange.. the memories weren't there, but the feelings.. were just under the surface.

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Kiara Smiled and picked her grandson up and set him on her hip, "Snack time eh? Alright I am sure we got something good to eat. How about ice cream?" she asked with a smile.

"Yay, yes please Grandma" Caleb cheered.

Kaylie laughed as she fed Rose and motioned to Kiara to only give him one scoop.

Beagan scratched his head, "Obviously you haven't seen them together" he muttered, having seen his sister and Demyan say goodbye to eachother when he dropped her off at home after a date. They stand there and kiss for at least 5 minutes.

Beagan momentarily thought asking if she had been living in a hole the last 2 years, Rossa was so in love with Demyan... but he didn't.

David perked up, " I will give him a call, I don't mind getting ran over by a panicked worried grandfather" sending a smile to Ciaran.

He went to the floo and called Gwen Malfoys place.

"Professor Horatio Sir, you there? It is David, we have had a accident over here... Rossa was hurt" he said.

"Oh yeah... big...happy and you are definitely a BIG part of it." he chuckled, glad to hear she found it a nice thought. Everything she said sounded so much like the Rossa he had always known... and yet it wasn't... she had really no memory of anything. He sighed, glad that a cool breeze was sweeping over them.
"Well I always try my best." he winked, wiggling his eyebrows. It was a habit he had picked up from his grandfather... always prepared to copy the man. "And she wont... Head of sponge." he patted his chest. "I can take a lot of wear and tear."

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Ciaran was glad that Beagan didn't say anything else after his mutterings. Now was not the time to begin accusing, truthfully or not, Eglantine of ignoring her family. He wasn't about to jump to the older woman's defense... but now was not the best time.
"We've got coconut..." he joked, tickling Caleb's back. "With green worms and icky spiders...yummy..." Caleb giggled.

"Ewww..." he piped, leaning against Kiara. He loved being tickled and kidded.

Horatio's deep voice immediately answered David as he nearly knocked the poor man over, unaware that it was not for the first time.
"What's wrong with Rossa!?" he thundered, his face covered in ash from the quick fly through the fireplace. Behind him, Gwen peeked in, looking both concerned and worried.
"She fell from her broom." Eglantine murmured, her eyes oddly fastened on Gwen and then shifting to Horatio's disheveled appearance.
"Is she alright?" Horatio asked, looking to Kiara and Ciaran.

Eglantine took Beagan's words directly to heart and slowly slipped from the room, leaving the house through the back door. Her heart beat heavily against her chest; angry first at herself and then at Horatio. As if she didn't know why he'd been "visiting" Gwen... As if she was too busy to notice obvious things about her family.
"Grandmama?" She whipped around to find Greta leaning against the side of the house, looking rather dejected.
"Greta... what are you doing out here?"
"Getting a breather... I'm just." she trailed off. "I was worried about Rossa."
Gently, knowing her granddaughter was not big into physical affection, Eglantine touched the girl's shoulder.
"That is only natural." her assurance felt hollow... sounded hollow.
"Yeah, I know." Greta sniffed, leaning against her grandmother, the woman wasn't like the rest of her family. It almost felt rebellious to even touch her... as if there was an unspoken rule of dos and don't wit her.

"Do you think she'll be okay?" Eglantine didn't answer right away, but her eyes said more than words. She wasn't sure.
"Yes. Rossa will be okay... memory or not, she will be."
"Like you?" That caught Eglantine off guard...
"What do you mean?" she caught the rebel's edge in the young voice; so similar to the green streaks, slowly fading but ever present.
"I think you know... after Excessum you lost your memory."

"It wasn't the same..." Greta knew that; but refrained from saying so.
"So?" she shrugged. "Rossa has lost her memory; so did you. And you have all your memory back and more. Isn't it the same thing?"
Eglantine didn't even want to think of her own experience; much less compare it to Rossa. Her granddaughter was good and innocent; at least more so than she. Her memory loss was an accident; not a maddened desire to become death.
"No... no it is not."
"Are you afraid?" Greta's edge had faded, and Eglantine turned to look into the girl's eyes.

Was she? Of so many things, she shivered and in vain attempted to say as much.
"No... and that is why it is not the same." She feared, but not the same way Greta did...

Rossa chuckled, "I see, well for your sake I am glad" she said.

Then her vision went slightly blurry, she groaned as brought her hand up to her eyes and used the other one to holde her self up, as she felt dizzy. Flashes for Edan as a little kid entered her mind, she saw saw him crying in to his mothers shoulder, and then being fine again.. She saw him laughing and running, being silly...

"You grew out of the switch then? Crying one second laughing the next" She muttered blinking away the dizzyness.

She remembered a bit of Edan as a kid....

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Kiara laughed and kissed Caleb on the forehead, "Yep and it's got a little bit icky brown mud in to for the worms to live" she said with a wink.

When Horatio came in she went serious again, she raised a eye brow momentarily at Horatio's apprearence but there were more important things to get to...

"Horatio.. Rossa was hit in the head by a bludger by accident, she is awake and outside with Edan right now... but Horatio she has had memory loss. She doesn't remember any of us or anything about her self. She has no personal memories..." she said worried but confident Rossa would be alright...

Beagan sighed feeling bad for making his grandmother potentially feel bad.. afterall she didn't live with Rossa like he did.. perhaps it wasn't all that rediculus the she not know about Rossa's personal life.

He followed her outside where he saw her with Greta, "Umm Grandmama? I am sorry if I made you feel bad, I was just surprised as well I guess and it isn't all that important now so... I am sorry" he said.

He then looked at his sister, and knowing Greta was close with Rossa, possiblely more upset about this then he was... but it took alot to worry him opendly, he was worried... but for now he still believe this memory loss was temporary. He was openedly worry if Rossa got worse or showed no improvement.

"Hey Gret, umm I am sure Rossa will be fine.." he said not knowing what else to say to his older sister.

Edan chuckled, leaning down to pick up a rock or two. He liked being active... busy, occupied. It helped his mind to move and his brain therefore to function. Rossa's sudden unexpected muttering hit his ears as he straightened, the stones forgotten. So she was remembering. And him of all people. His smile grew till it nearly touched his ears.
"Yeah... got tired of being a sissy I guess." he decided not to comment on the memory... Rossa was not a five year old who had finally figured out two plus two. She needed to feel normal; not praised. Or at least he hoped so.

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A flash of deja vu hit Horatio as he remembered when Eglantine, seemingly so many years ago, had lost her own memory. Not Rossa though... it couldn't be. Rossa hadn't done anything wrong.
"Do you think its permanent?" he asked, concern shining in his tear filled eyes. Ciaran shook his head.
"Of course not." he assured. "Rossa's going to get her memory back. Slowly we think. But back regardless."

Eglantine swallowed. She honestly didn't want an apology, especially not from Beagan, but it had already been made and she needed to accept it.
"Thank you..." she murmured. She deserved to feel bad, if anything. Wrapping her arms around her grandson, she held him in a brief embrace. He reminded her so much of Ewan and Ean... although they rarely apologized. Ewan because he was too proud and Ean, because he never did anything that Ewan didn't get in trouble for. His apologies were so often heard that they had lost their reason. Gently kissing the top of his head, she left him along with Greta to go back inside.

"I know that." Greta almost hissed, folding her arms. Regretting the action, she shrugged it off. "Yeah, of course she will be. I know that."

Rossa chuckled, "It suits you" she said with a smiled, in a way she felt she was getting to know her brother in new light. Fresh... granted the memories were helpful.

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Kiara nodded in agreement with Ciaran's statment, "It is to early to assume it is permanent Horatio. Rossa is still in there, her spirit it still in tack.. You can see for your self if you want, Her and Edan are on the portch" she said as she took Caleb to the kitchen. Trying her best to making things normal... hoping the familiar feel will help Rossa along.

"Alright sweetie, what flavor do you want? Chocolate? Strawbarrie? Vanilla?" she asked Caleb looking over the flavors they had.

Beagan nodded to his grandmother and hugged her back, "its no problem" he muttered.

He sighed at his sisters statment, if she knew that she wouldn't be so worried. But he knew it not a good time to push his sister so he said nothing.

"Was just saying..." he muttered

"Well.. I am gonna head back in" he said curious about what was happening over there.

"I aim to please." he joked. "Plus I'm sure Mum grew tired of my whining all the time. Not that she ever didn't comfort me." He rolled the good memories of being held safely in his mother's embrace through his mind... it would be so odd and strange to not have those memories...

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"Chocolate!" Caleb cheered, his finger pointing at the tub. Suddenly feeling a need to be thankful, the child kissed his grandmother's cheek.

"Oh thank goodness..." Horatio murmured, seating himself, and running a hand through his ruffled hair. His head went up when Eglantine reentered, her eyes meeting his. A tremor of fear went down his spine. "You okay?" he asked her, rising to go to her side. She pulled away from him as if repulsed.

Ciaran cleared his throat, hoping it would keep his uncle from doing or saying something he'd later regret.

Sighing, Greta followed Beagan into the house. Playfully punching him in the shoulder, she winked at him.
"No problem, B."

Rossa looked the woman the was her and Edan mother form a window, as she laughed and played with the little red headed boy. Her nephew it seemed, form the one sibling she hadn't encountered yet, Tav..

"She doesn't seem like she would ever be tired of comforting anyone" she said.

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Kiara smiled and kissed the child back before setting in a booster seat at the table while taking the chocolate ice cream tub out of the freezer and taking out a scoop into a bowl, she put a bit of chocolate sausces on it along with a cherry on top to make it look really good.

"Enjoy Sweetie" she said putting the bowl infront of him with a spoon. "Don't eat to fast could get a bad headache from it' she cautioned Caleb dug in to the cold chocolate treat.

Beagan smiled a goofy grin "Good"

"Yeah, she's the best mum ever. And I'm not using hyperbole either..." he winked, stressing 'hyperbole' as if it were the biggest word in his vocabulary. "I know that as soon as you remember, she'll be the best thing right up there with Da that you do."

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Giggling with delight, Caleb waited until the spoon was there and nodded at the advice. His papa and mama always made sure he used "table manners"... Picking up the cherry he held it up to show his grandma. "Gryffindor!" he cheered, remembering that his papa said red was the best colour ever.

"So, do we get some too?" Greta asked, kissing Caleb on the top of the head and pretending to try to eat his cherry.

Rossa nodded and peered through the window at her family, she hoped to get to know all of them agian, perhaps by just getting to know them she would remember more...

"What are they like?" she asked curious.

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Kiara giggled, " I see your Dad has taught you well eh?" she said amused.
She smiled again when Greta and Beagan walked in.

Caleb smiled playfully, "Hey thats a Gryffinfor Cherry" he squeele, stratching his arms out to get it back"

" Sure why not? You two know where the plates are and the toppings are" Kiara said.

"Well... Greta is a fiery blonde with enough anger for our entire family, watch her, she goes off like a firecracker. Beagan is quiet, happy and nice, he's great... kinda overly conscious, but that's something he could have gotten from any of our relatives. Mum is as I said, comforting, kind and easy going. Da is a bit more strict, but not overly... Kaylie's the nicest girl you'll ever meet. She's married to Tav... although I have no idea what she sees in him." Edan chuckled. "Just a joke." he added.
"I guess Grandmama stayed in the living room. She's... um well you really like her. She's quiet, but nice." Edan's own relationship with her was almost nonexistent. He had always found her difficult to understand... too quiet and stern for his comfort. Not that he didn't love her or like her, he just didn't know how to take her.
"Greta worships you... you're her perfect older sister. Beagan looks up to you as well. And me, well I'm the joker of the entire family. I look down on you only in height. Really love you, sis." he smiled, patting her arm.

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Greta laughed, pointing her wand at it. The cherry changed to a green one and she handed it back.
"Slytherin is way better, sport." she assured him, rushing for the ice chest. "I call dibs on the vanila!"

Sighing Ciaran entered the kitchen, having felt a storm coming in the shape of Hurricane Horatio...
"Hiya darling." he murmured, wrapping his arms around Kiara's waist and kissing her neck. "Ya okay?"