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[Baela Blackfyre]

She stood just outside the apartment living room as her brothers passed by her, laughing and enjoying the afternoon after a morning filled of daycare activities. They arrived home with their nanny already heading to the kitchen to fix them something to eat before dinner. Baela raised both of her hands and looked at it curiously ... curiously and judging. The amount of uncontrolled magic happening at their daycare was concerning Baela, she'd seen Aiden and Eugene had an outburst so many times and them always breaking or causing chaos with their magic. Either at daycare or at home, but Baela was more concern not because they were destructive but how she hadn't experience the same thing to her.

The girl had an outburst before but no items flew across or break, it was simply a cry and all she got from her teach was comfort. This concern turned into worry because she had been thinking about it all the time since she noticed. Baela sigh and continued to the kitchen to get something to drink, as she turned around, her nanny was levitating ingredients for a sandwich that she got out of the walk-in pantry. The little girl rolled her eyes and went and sat on the breakfast nook.

 

[Ainslee Maxwell]

Ainslee was tired from work as she landed via apparation at the back alley of their apartment building in Blenheim. She was, nevertheless, always tired and stressed from the new daycare in Obsidian Harbour. Accidental magic are common in children, yes, but her Department was always ready for something to protect the long standing statue of secrecy. But the most concern out of the many children in the new daycare was her own children, specially her oldest out of the triplets.

Her sons had shown signs of magic at an early age, at first she wasn’t concern as the typical signs comes at the age of seven but Baela and her brothers were already eight years old. Ainslee waved the idea in the back of her mind as she entered their apartment, she placed all her belongings on the hallway table provided that she bought from a big store furniture shop. Ainslee could hear the boys in their room playing and as she entered the kitchen, she spotted Baela on the breakfast nook with her drink while the nanny she hired was making something as her back was toward Ainslee. “Hello, Doria” She greeted the nanny.

“Hey, sweetie, how’s daycare today?” Ainslee greeted whilst asking how her day was.

 

[Baela Blackfyre]

She poked a hole in her Milo drink and sipped quietly as their nanny started preparing sandwiches for them. Baela hoped to speak to their dad but as she sat their with her drink, she heard her mum's voice greeting Doria, their nanny. And then greeting her and asking about her day. Baela finished her drink whilst thinking if she should talk to her Ministry official mother. Ainslee Maxwell would know these kind of stuff as she had told them that she'd been working in her position for a very long time now.

The little girl turned to her mother, "Why can't I make magic?" Is what she told her anyways rather than her boring day from daycare. Baela had gone to her brothers for a talk before but they, too, don't know the answer. As far as she knows, both her family are magical even her mother's side had been Purebloods before. "Everybody around me seems to have made magic accidentally but not me." It was frustrating that not one tiny bit of magic had left her body to make something.

 

[Ainslee Maxwell]

Ainslee’s cheery mood disappear when a question from her daughter was suddenly thrown at her. She knew it was coming, Baela would noticed it. Ainsley looked at Doria who was finishing the sandwiches for her kids. The woman was thankful for the nanny, hired by her mother straight from Norland College but making sure the nanny was magical as well was a hard find, that’s for sure. Once Doria gave Baela her sandwich, she went to the other two boys to deliver their food.

Ainslee turned back to her daughter, cleared her throat and sigh. “Well, you’re only eight, why are you thinking about that?“ She wanted to stall the answer but she was true to her words. Seven was the age that they conjure magic. She and their dad wasn’t really that worried even though two of their kids had some sign of magic already.

“Don’t think about what everyone else was doing, you’re unique. You’ll get there eventually, it just takes time.” Ainslee didn’t want her daughter to think otherwise, that she was different. Yes, from time to time she had thought that maybe Baela was a squib but she always disregard it as Baela was only eight. Her triplets had two more years before they go to a Wizarding School.

 

[Baela Blackfyre]

Baela ignored the sandwich that Doria had given to her. Her gaze was fixated to her mother instead, listening to her comfort that will never touch her heart. In a few months they will be turning nine, that means they only have two more years to know her exact purpose in the wizarding world. "I'm just jealous of Aiden and Eugene. They seem to have the ups and I have the downs. Why it had to be me, mum?" She rolled her eyes and huffed. Pushing her plate of uneaten sandwich, Baela got off the stool not waiting for an answer from her mother. She knows they're all lies. "I want to stay with cousin Teagan. Can you call her?" She asked and walked away toward her bedroom.

 

[Ainslee Maxwell]

She appreciated telling her about what her daughter felt about being in the Wizarding world. But she didn't realised how bad it was that it came down to Baela getting jealous toward her siblings. Ainslee didn't speak as her daughter requested that she stays with her cousin in London. She nod but Baela had gone to her bedroom. Ainslee thought this is a punishment toward her that her daughter was suffering. The lies and hurt she gave to Arnaud is coming for her ten folds.

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