The Sigurd Estate

Able to tell that Estrella was quite uneasy with the conversation- Why wouldn't she be? She was with close family that she wasn't even close to.

Turning to Daisy, she replied for the girl, "Yes, Tristan was in Ravenclaw. Only one in the family, I might say. Quite intellectual when he was a boy." She of course did not bring up his intellect now, for she found most of his decisions to be quite stupid. Her ice blue eyes falling back on Estrella in amusement, she observed, "My, you've grown. The last time I saw you you were probably only three, four at best."

Turning to Daisy, she inquired, "Do you need help with anything?"
 
Having more than enough of a feeling of what house the rest of the family was in, Estrella was becoming quite uneasy. She knew that saying "thanks" to Brunhilde would sound incredibly stupid, but she didn't know what else to say. On the other hand, telling her that she did not remember at all would be quite rude. Starting up conversations with people she didn't know well was not her forte.
 
Daisy was grateful for Brun's offer. "Thanks but no. I think for now at least, everything is under control. Our dinner is in progress, the twins are clean and happy for the moment. I have not seen my husband for a bit, but otherwise, I think I have everything I need in place." She smiled at the pair. "Plus, I need a few minutes to steel myself for my mother and father to arrive. Daddy is just so much work sometimes." She looked over at Estrella. "I'm sorry. You have no idea what I am talking about. My father is not all there to be blunt. He was involved in a magical accident that affected his ability to think properly." She left out the fact that the darling of the magical world, Harry Potter, was the one responsible for his addled brain.
 
This just keeps getting better, Estrella thought to herself, How awkward are things going to get before break?

However, she looked to Daisy, her interest piqued. She had heard of people being involved in magical accidents but she had never actually met one of them. In other words, she had never made a trip to St. Mungo's.

Her dark eyes glittering with interest, she inquired, "How did he get erm... addled?" She smiled weakly, knowing that she must sound entirely stupid to both women in the room. On the flip side, she was quite intrigued for the woman's answer, her confidence level rising just a teensy bit. Putting her hands in her lap, she was quite glad that she had gotten into something much more comfortable; her best school uniform was so hot and irritating sometimes. "And just curious-" She added, "Where are we? Countrywise, I mean? It's hotter than I'm used to."
 
Daisy chuckled a bit at the question. "We are in Sydney, Australia. We are just in the middle of a heat wave. Usually the weather here is just a bit warmer than in New Zealand, but not by much. We all actually work at the Ministry there," she motioned at Brun and herself, "so we are pretty used to the differences in temps." She took in a deep breath, then spoke again.

"Now, so you know, Daddy was a world renowned author and was a professor at Hogwarts in the UK. He was involved in a situation with a couple of students who claim he was casting a memory charm on them but it backfired. I was never really convinced of their story. I heard alot of mutterings when I was at school. Plus, one of the students was Dumbledore's boy, so of course he wouldnever[/n] do anything wrong." As she spoke about Harry Potter, her words dripped with sarcasm. Daisy wondered if Estrella would pick up on who she was referring too, and really had hoped she wouldn't.
 
((Wow, I just caught you! :p))

Estrella looked back at Daisy, her eyes falling back down to the babies, and then up to her again. She still couldn't get over how beautiful the two women were.

"Oh-" she started, "I've never been in this kind of heat before, I don't think." Of course she hadn't. She had lived in both Britain and the Midwestern states, and then she had been near the Arctic for a while.

Her lips pursed in confusion, she started, "I think I heard something about it, rumors, possibly, but I can't place names to the story, I'm afraid." She didn't want to sound dumb and guess it out loud, however, looking at Daisy apologetically. "That's too bad," she said, thinking, I wonder who it was. I guess I'll find out.

She wondered when the other guests were going to come, nonetheless feeling a teensy bit more comfortable. She had no idea how she was going to adjust to everyone else, however.
 
Daisy was about to respond when the door bell was heard throughout the house. Annette started to babble and point at the door. "Yes Annie, the door. Door," Daisy overemphasized, hoping that one day she would hear the words back to her. She knew that the twins were still too young to speak too much beyond mama and dada and baba. She stood and walked to the door while she spoke to Annette.

When she opened the door, her mother and father were standing there. "Hi Mother. Daddy. Come on in." she said with a smile.
 
Sarah walked into the house, tugging at Gilderoy as she walked. "Hello darling. How are you?" She kissed her daughter on both cheeks before turning to make sure that Gilderoy had not wandered off on her.
 
Upon arriving at yet another strange place, Gilderoy was tugged inside by the woman that was always with him. He had no idea what was going on, but he smelled food, so he figured he could stay. When he looked around, there was a pretty girl sitting in a chair. He walked over to her, flourishing the ever present quill that was in his hand. "Can I get you an autograph darling? I seem to be very popular. I keep getting these letters about my smile. Do you think I have a good smile?" He smiled wide, showing off his brilliantly white teeth.
 
"DADDY!" Daisy cried as he approached Estrella to offer an autograph. "Sorry hun. This is my Daddy. Daddy leave her alone. She does not want your autograph. Let's get upstairs to your room." She guided him over to the stairs. "I will be right back. Mother, this is Lief's sister Brunhilde and our niece Estrella." She nodded in their direction. "Be just a few minutes." She then guided her father up the stairs to settle in.
 
Sarah listened to Daisy as she noted who was in the room and watched as she escorted her father up the stairs. "Hello Brunhilde, Estrella." She nodded in greeting at each one. "I better head up to make sure that Gilderoy is settled in properly. Excuse me." Sarah headed up the stairs, quickly, to make sure she was able to cast the spell to keep Gilderoy in his room and allow everyone to have an uninterupted time.
 
Gilderoy followed a pretty girl up the stairs to a bedroom. He knew she looked familiar, but could not understand where from, or why she kept calling him Daddy. She seemed nice, so he didn't complain. "How would you like an autograph dearie? Everyone seems to want it. I can even do them joined up now." He was strangely proud of that fact. He had no idea why though.
 
((I :X Gilderoy; can I take him home and keep him in a cage? Like a puppy?))

Estrella kept silent as Daisy got up to answer the door, watching as a rather odd couple came in. The woman, she did not know her name, was quite pretty but seemed to be harried by something. She realized what was exactly the issue when a man walked inside the door- And she recognized him instantly. An entire section of a shelf being devoted to him, Gilderoy Lockhart's somewhat dopey smile was recognizable anywhere. She could start to see why Daisy had called him addled.

She was not expecting him, however, to approach her, looking back at him uneasily. What could she say to him? She didn't want to be rude and say that she didn't want an autograph. "Erm, you have a good smile-" she started, but before she could be lost in the conversation further Daisy had taken him away.

Was this all the family that was coming? She was a little excited to see Erik- And she had figured that pretty much everyone was here.
 
Valcan had agreed to join his family for a Holiday Dinner and celebration, although he was not one to give and exchange gifts on the spot. He arrived on the doorstep of his son's home, still unable to get over how small it was. Well, better than nothing, he supposed. His youngest was getting somewhere.

His golden eyes gleaming with contempt, he looked about him on the street; living among muggles would never be his idea of "The Good Life." He could not stand them, and his ability to tolerate the muggleborns and halfbloods at work was always extremely short lived.

Ignoring the doorbell and knocking on the door with a strong, large hand, he waited impatiently to be admitted inside.
 
Brunhilde watched with her stony eyes as the scene unfolded before her, unable to surpress a smirk at Gilderoy's antics. She was quite glad that she had not had to grown up around him, and felt a bit of pity for Sarah and Daisy, but when it came to the situation she was not quite sure if she would have preferred the addled Gilderoy or her own controlling father.

With a weak smile, she looked to Estrella, the two having been left in the room with the children. "So, you said one of your favorite subjects was Arithmancy? It was one of mine also, although both my brother and myself were sorted into Slytherin. The rest of the family seemed to dislike it. What year were you in again?"

Seeing as Estrella was the only person in the room to talk to, Brunhilde had decided that conversation with her estranged niece would be quite appropriate. She seemed to be intellectual enough, if a bit distant.
 
Lief had been sneaking around in the kitchen as Daisy, his sister and his niece were conversing among themselves; he had always loved his wife's cooking, and her Holiday turkey was no exception. Hopefully, she wouldn't notice the little bit he had torn off of the leg, his expression brightening as the meat melted in his mouth; and suddenly, he was interrupted by a loud knock on the door. Having an unnerving feeling as to who it was, he sloppily and mischievously hid the bit of bare turkey with a piece of garnish, licking off his two fingers as he strolled to answer the door.

He opened it with a slightly warm yet serious expression, not at all surprised to find his father there. "Far! Good to see you; could I take your jacket for you?" Obviously, Valcan was not used to the heat of Australia. He could see the beads of sweat already starting to decorate the smooth wrinkles in his sharp face; Tristan seemed to have the same issues with heat, from what he could remember. Both seemed to like the Arctic's temperatures well enough.
 
Estrella blinked a bit as she looked back at the woman; her father's only sister, it seemed. She knew what it was like to have to grow up around boys, maybe they would have something to relate to? But no- The environments they had been raised in were entirely different. At least, part of where Estrella had been raised.

Her dark gaze a bit speculating, she replied slowly, "Yes, I like Arithmancy- Not as much as I do Charms, but I do like it. The Professor is a bit intimidating, but he teaches his subject well." After looking back at the blonde woman again, she added, "And I'm halfway done with fourth year."

Talking about it was just weird to her; she only had three and a half more years left of school! The idea was almost alien to her- No matter how many places she had moved, she had never had to depend on herself to survive. There had always been people around for her.
 
The older man stepped through the door with no hesitation, handing Lief his jacket habitually. Valcan Drage did not wait on people; they waited on him. His kin were not exempt from that. At least, his attitude had become as such over the years.

Looking around the place, his golden eyes gleaming, he drawled in his thick accent, "Who are we waiting on?" He was rather impatient, and as always wished things to progress quickly and efficiently. A minister of magic could expect no less.
 
As always, Lief was a bit intimidated by his father- He always had been, more so than Tristan and Sammael anyways. Totally opposite of his eldest brother, he had been quiet, emotionally stable, and obedient. It didn't help that he didn't possess anything special; but on the other hand, it seemed like a blessing. He didn't have any wild magic to deal with.

With a flick of his wand Lief had sent the jacket flying towards the coat hanger, the article of clothing placed neatly upon one of the arms, so as to avoid any wrinkles.

Turning to his father, his hands behind his back, he started to direct him towards the living room. "As of right now, we are waiting upon Tristan and Erik- I am unsure as to whether Joshua or Sammael will be arriving, although they both sounded like they would possibly attend. Otherwise, everyone else is here and settling in."

He gave his father a weak smile as he stood back, letting him first into the dining room.
 
Valcan nodded to Lief, saying no more as he stepped into the dining room, having expected to be let in as such. Upon entering the room, he recognized Brunhilde, the twins, and Estrella. His reaction was not immediate, but after a moment his golden gaze focused upon the teenage girl, who seemed to have been in a light conversation with his daughter.

What in the world was she doing here? She had been very precise in saying that she would be staying at Hogwarts for the duration of her break. His stony gaze making its way around the room, it finally landed on Estrella, staying there as if glued in place. He said nothing, hoping that his message was conveyed in eye to eye contact; although if the girl thought she was going to get away with simply hard glances, she was dreadfully mistaken.
 
Brunhilde could only give the girl a weak smile, not having had much reason to smile in her life. "That's good-" she started to say, but the conversation was cut off as the rather large man entered the room. Not fat, but rather fit, her father was a sight that even after nearly eight months of being exempt from she did not want to lay eyes on.

Her ice blue eyes fell to the girl and then were brought to Lief; she could not look up at her father, although she kept her composure well as she sat on the couch, her curls remaining still upon her shoulders and her leg crossed over her knee, her foot tapping in the air in her nervousness.
 
Estrella was listening to Brunhilde intently, seeing by the way that she carried herself that she was quite an intelligent woman, even though she was sitting still. She frowned in a bit of confusion as the woman suddenly stopped talking, as if it were wrong to speak. Turning her head slowly, she looked to see the source of Brunhilde's sudden silence.

Her dark eyes widened as she chastised herself immediately, Idiot, why did you not take this into her account? Normally, she was not so hard on herself, but considering the situation she should have been much more harsh.

Knowing that a sheepish grin would look stupid, she returned Valcan's gaze, finding it extremely difficult not to falter under his glowering golden eyes. She gulped, having an uncanny feeling that she was in for it. She had blatantly lied to him after all, something not very worthy of his respect.
 
"Lief," Valcan started slowly, never removing his glowering gaze from his granddaughter, his fingers flexing as he spoke, "Is there possibly a place I may speak with dearest Estrella? Privately?"
 
Lief thought Estrella was an okay kid and all, but by no means was he going to attempt and break up the inevitable lecture that was to come. He would be crazy to do so; he may be a grown man, but he also wasn't stupid enough to cross his father.

"Of course," he said, unable to shake off the nervousness in his voice, "There's a patio outside of the kitchen, if that is suitable."

He moved to the door, pointing the way to the kitchen and hoping that Valcan would get out as soon as possible. If Estrella had to take the blast from the ticking time bomb that was his father, then so be it.
 
"Suitable enough," Valcan muttered, bitterness blatantly present in his voice, expecting that Estrella would follow him, turning into the kitchen and to the patio door, the vein in his neck pulsing. The nasty red hue that marked his usual pale skin was not due to sunburn, either. He opened the door to the outside, waiting for her to follow.
 
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