"Any sign of them yet?" Meg yelled out to her husband, hoping for an early arrival, but resigned to the fact that she would need to be a little more patient. Good things come to those who wait, she told herself. The thought faded into the background however as the thought that had been ruling her for the past month returned. My baby is coming home...
Meg had known since his birth that Bruin was special and that he had possibly inherited her magical abilities, but she was unprepared for that fateful day a few years back when Bruin had received his invitation letter and begun his preparations to head off to Hogwarts New Zealand. She knew that he was a good boy at heart, but had always been afraid that his risk-taking ways and occasional mischieviousness might lead him into getting hurt. So far, all that they had heard from the school was that he was excelling in his studies and aside from one brush with the authorities, behaving himself. Or at least not getting caught, she worried.
Meg picked up a tray laden with cheese and crackers, a bowl of trail mix, and two tall glasses, one with Iced Tea and the other filled with Lemonade and carried out to the table beside her husband, placing it down carefully. She picked up the lemonade, lowered herself into a lounge chair, and waited. Her free hand hanging down and giving Ray a gentle pat on the head.