Just Checking In

[John Fontaine I]

While most men went to work every morning, kissing their wives goodbye as if it was the last time they would see each other, John lived at home with his younger sister, spending his life doing leisurely things instead. He loved to play board games with a few friends, though he spent most of his time reading nonfiction history books or historical fiction to satisfy his craving for knowledge. Walking into the the parlor in his family's home, John looked down and saw his sister sitting in one of the chairs.

"Hello, Annette," he said cheerily, taking a seat next to her in one of the armchairs.

  

[Annette Fontaine]

Anne was relishing in the fact that she could now do magic outside of school, and had taken a couple of advanced charmwork books out of one of their libraries. In all honesty, reading occupied her thoughts far more than riding or art or playing one of her instruments, and that she was glad for. She couldn’t help but dwell on Aunt Grace and Uncle Alfred, and their three tiny cousins. It wasn’t fair.

Having already mastered the patronus charm and conjuring, she was flicking idly through the book, looking for a spell that sparked her interest when her brother entered.

“Morning, John!” She replied as brightly as she could. “What are your plans for today?” The weather outside didn’t look great so she knew she wouldn’t be able to go out for a ride with Lilly or Pia, so unless either of them or Margo and her husband came up with something to do they’d spend all day rattling around the house likes peas in a dustbin. That or she could attempt some curtain-styling charms or something.