—STARRY NIGHT.

“thank god zach introduced me to the wonders of glamping, because sleeping on a cot in these ministry provided tents? no thanks.” val sipped the last of her butterbeer, leaning back on the plush recliner in front of her tent. “hey, you! first year!” val snapped her fingers, beckoning the boy in question over to her, “will you go over to that cooler and grab me another butterbeer? what house do you want to be in? you wanna be in gryffindor?—-i’ll put in a good word.”

“ooo, zach?” celeste plopped onto the arm rest, intercepting the butterbeer before waving the first year off for another. she surely couldn’t miss the opportunity to tease valeria before even setting foot in hogwarts. “is this zach hot? does alexander have more competition?” cel asked with a cheeky smile as she handed the frosty butterbeer over to her friend once the younger year had returned with her own. she popped the top and took a delicate sip, “knowing you, i bet he’s the cutest. so who’s the lucky guy to have actually won our precious valeria’s heart, hm? who wins?”

Once more the blame rested on her shoulders. The attack had been planned and it was obvious that it was Jacqueline who had tipped off the Order...obviously. Alecto insisted and so she would take the punishment whether she had part in it or not. Coming of age did nothing to help her escape and still she stood at the mercy of her ‘mother’. Claws gripped her chin as Alecto drew closer, her voice was dripping with pure malice as she threatened her -- cut short by distinctive pop of someone apparating in. Alecto cast a menacing glance at the ‘intruder’ before shoving Jacqueline away, causing her daughter to stumble backwards into a passerby as she left.