Getting to Know you.

[Vincent Aurelious]

Vincent nodded as he looked at the lounge room, finally, it was completely spotless. No thanks to Demetrius and he habit of leaving the house in a complete mess before he goes to school, Vincent was starting to think he did it so he would keep him busy until he returned. He shook the thought from his mind, Vincent was already missing Fayt, Gabrylle and Demetrius by a boat load, the three were off at Hogwarts New Zealand branch, getting an education, hopefyully having fun. But sometimes he worried about Fayt and Gabrylle, Fayt was never an open personality, and Gabryelle was far too dependent for her own good. But then there was Deme, he never seemed to behave, he was always thinking of something that would cause mischief when at him, and the fact that his English was still lacking made Vincent worry about whether he was doing well at school or not. He never replied to letter, probably because he knew that Vincent and Hanah couldn't read Russian and that was what he mostly wrote in, but sometimes he wished just the odd letter would return to him, even if it was all written in Russian, at least he knew he was okay. Fayt and Gabryelle could pick up a quill too and send some letters, but both failed to do so. But once again, he was thinking too much about them, maybe it was time that he and Hannah let them grow up a little bit, even if it hurt to see them go for such a long period of time, Vincent did this to his parents, he had to expect it from his own children. But sometimes he wished that he had them all from babies, so he could have spent much more time with them then jsut a few years, he has been taking care of Fayt and Gabby since they were six or seven, and Deme since he was nine, so just a little over a year, and then he was sent away to Hogwarts. He wasn't sure he wanted to do that again.

But he had to, for Jet. The newestchild they adopted. Vincent thought Jet was a lovely boy, even if they were still building their relationship, Vincent didn't rush the boy, Fayt had taken so long to get used to them, it was heartbreaking to watch him be so distrusting towards them, he always thought that Vincent and Hannah would have a baby of their own and leave him and his twin sister behind, but he would never do that, he could never do that. All their adopted children we their kids, by blood or not. Though Jet was a little different, he kept his own name, Vincent was fine with that though, it was his choice and he made it, much like Deme made the choice to change his last name from Petrov, to Aurelious. Though the twins did not have the same choice as their last name was unknown, they still thought it was nice to share the family name, well, Gabby did. Vincent shook himself from his thoughts and went into the kitchen to finish making breakfast, Hannah was out shopping for something, he wasn't entirely sure, but she said that it was super important and she had to do it, Vincent was sure she was just going out to be a couch or something, she usually came home with random thigns she found in the shops and expected it to be accomidated into the home. He sighed and flipped the eggs, then turned the opened up the oven and turned the sausages, today was a good day for a warm breakfast, since it was quite a chilly Spring this year. "Jet!" He called lously, his voice ringing through the house. "It's time for breakfast!" He informed, starting to set everything up.
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[Jet Hughes]

Yawning, Jet groggily begins getting out of his bed. He slowly blinks his eyes as his eyes begin to focus, bringing in the morning light. He turns his head around, looking at the room that was his. He looks over at one of his posters. It was of his favorite Quidditch team, the Midwest Twisters. He smiled as his favorite seeker flies around the Qudditch field, chasing the golden snitch. He smiles as he watches the chasers wave and pass the quaffle around. They were his favorite Quidditch team when Jet stayed at the states while they tried to see what wizard family would take him. Hearing his adoptive father calm him again. Jet begins taking off his bed clothes.

Five minutes later, now in day clothes and fully awake. Jet jumps down the stairs, two at a time. Jet liked that the Aurelious family adopted him. Vincent, to Jet, was cool. And so was Hannah. But, remembering his past adopted parents, he was still not sure if he should trust them. At least he grown close to them and the others. Since the last family was muggles, they didn't understand him. But, the wizarding community of the United Sates got a hold that he was born magical. Jet was happy that he got a wizarding family. He was also glad to be an Aurelious, even though he wanted to keep his last name. The only reason was so that he can keep his birth parent's name, whoever they were. Jet opens the door to the kitchen. He smiles up at Vincent as he sits at the the table. The smell of eggs and sizzling sausage was great. A rumbling sound emitted from his stomach. Jet then says to Vincent "Morning Vincent.....I mean...Dad. Where's...err...mom?"
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[Hannah Aurelious]

Hannah Aurelious was a very busy woman. She had to buy many things and spend all her husbands hard earned money. Again. It was a weekly ritual for her rapidly growing family. Every now and then she would get the feeling to go out and buy something. They had a whole room in their house full of Vincent labelled "Junk" that she had gone to buy. She loved shopping. It wasn't her fault that Vincent kept giving her money to go on shopping sprees with now was it? She smiled to herself happily as she drove down the street that eventually lead to her very big family home. It was alot bigger on the inside then on the outside, this was mainly becasue she and Vincent keppt adopting more children. They now had four adopted children and they were loving the idea. Deme, Fayt, Gabrylle and now Jet. Each of them were very different aswell. Which was nice because it would have been boring to have four of the same personality. Deme was eleven, he was abit outlandish and tended to get into trouble, but Hannah didn't mind. None of the children could do any wrong in her adoring eyes. Fayt and Gabrylle were the twins and they were both fourteen. Gabrylle was the more outgoing one of the twins and she was always quite willing to help out around the house. She really was alot of help. She was a good girl. Though maybe having them drop a letter by every now and then would have been nice. Then of course there was Jet. He was adopted aroound the same time as Deme, so the two were pretty close. Though Fayt and Jet got along well for other less obvious reasons. Hannah continued on her drive down the street before taking two lefts and a right. Finally she had reached their beautiful home and she beeped her horn to get the attention of the boys inside.

She grabbed her hndbag and a box that had been sitting on the passanger seat. It was a little present she had brought for the ramaining child she still had in her house, until next year anyway. Hannah froowned slightly as she thought about it. Next year she would be left alone again. Oh well, maybe she would just adopt another child. Vincent may not have wanted another one, but she always got what she wanted. It wasn't always clear why. But all she knew was that she was lucky that Vincent loved her as much as he did. If they got divorced, he would be filthy rich. Not that they weren't rich now. But they would be even richer if she wasn't such a shopaholic. With a quick flash at the trailer attached to the car, Hannah walked quickly to the front door, hiding the box in her large, over sized handbag. She walked to the front door and entered the kitchen. Jet was at the table and VIncent was in the middle of cooking. "Before you ask Vinny, it's outside, what I brought is outside." She said as she tilted her head and walked over to Jet. "When he walks out, I will show you your present." She tod him as she sat at the table, placed her handbag on the floor and grabbed herself a plate. She didn't really like sausages, but she ate them anyway, no matter how sick she would feel afterwards. She looked up as VIncent walked outside, she hoped he liked what she had brought.

Out of Character:

She has a piano she brought a piano

 

[Vincent Aurelious]

Vincet start whistling as he cooked, it was a habit since he hated the sound of sizzling sausages, it gave him the shivers, he wasn't sure why, but he didn't like it and so decided at a young age that he would teach himself how to whistle so he wouldn't have to listen to it. He smiled brightly at Jet as he wondered through the kitchen door. Such a nice boy, they were very lucky with Jet, since the other three didn't really meld with the family well one they were first adopted, but Jet seemed to be doing very well, but it did help that he spoke English as his first language, unlike Deme, and he was not dependant on a twin, like Gabby, and he didn't have someone he felt he needed to protect, like Fayt. He was just Jet Hughes, and Vincent was happy to keep him that way. He let the name slip slide, he was probably still getting used to the whole 'this new guy is my dad' thing, everyone else went through the same process, Vincent had been through it many times, and hoped to have such things happen again, because he loved adopting children and giving them new homes, it made him feel good inside. "Goodmorning Jet!" He said cheerfully, loading the sausages and eggs on the three plates in front of him, making sure that every one of them was full of food. He didn't care if Jet and Hannah didn't finish it all, as long as they both had a nice large breakfast in the morning, he was a happy man, since Hannah didn't eat enough, in his oppinion.

"Well, this morning she ran out of the house in such a rush, Jet, I fear she might be... shopping." He answered, a sense of dread hung in his voice as he thought about his poor, poor wallet and how it never seemed to be safe from the cluches of his wife. Poor wallet, it never stayed out of her hands for too long, Vincent rarely saw his pay-checks anymore, because Hannah would swoop in and take it shopping. Not that he overly minded, he loved her and would allow her to do such things, because whenever they had bills to pay or food to buy, she would make sure there was always enough money for that. When he saw Hannah in the doorway, she seemed to have read his mind, so he didn;t speak, instead, he looked at her skeptically. He looked at her suspiciously, and walked out to the car, nearly dying when he realised what she had brought. A piano?! No-one played the piano! He stared in disbelief. Vincent had already learnt how to play the chello, violin, drums, guitar, flute and tubone because Hannah would come home with those instruments and he didn't want them to go to waste, but now a piano? He sighed. "Hannah!" He called, walking back inside the kitchen. "No-one plays the piano." He explained, rubbing his temples.
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