I'll Be Home For Christmas

[Ellory Pendergast]

Morning of December 20th, 1884

After breakfast, a carriage sent by her mother would pick her up and take her home. Ellory had tried writing her mother, suggesting she spent the Christmas holidays at school, but as a response she received the exact time the carriage would be arriving. Ellory knew better than to put up a fight.

“I envy them,” Ellory commented quietly towards her cousin’s direction, her eyes lingering at two yearmates that would be spending their Christmases at Hogwarts. Walter would also be returning home and while his mother was perfectly lovely and, well, not scary, she didn’t imagine that he’d object to staying at school. Ellory certainly wouldn’t, if her brother was Samuel Pendergast.

@Walter Pendergast

  

[Walter Pendergast]

Walt glanced up from his barely-eaten breakfast at cousin Ellory's words, following her gaze to their yearmates nearby. Truthfully she could have been having an entire one-sided conversation for the last ten minutes and it wouldn't have registered at all, because he was entirely too wrapped up in trying to puzzle out how he was going to survive the ride home with Samuel. Once he got there he'd also have to figure out how to survive Emma's presence as well, but he would cross that bridge when he came to it.

At least Ellory shared his dread, which made him feel a little better in some twisted fashion. It surely can't be normal to have such a sense of impending doom about returning home for the holidays, can it? At least Mother was less scary than Aunt Olivia, he supposed.

"As do I," he agreed quietly, picking halfheartedly at his food. "I would have thought you had an ironclad excuse, what with being Head Girl."