Ellie pushed a long stray strand of hair from her face as she woke up on a windy August morning. Phil was racing in the back with Corienna; Caelan and Stephen were being nerdy and Taela was being mommy's little helper. Her father had work, and offered to give her a lift somewhere before he went to practice. To which she accepted it, she loved being out of the house anyway.
Her parents had given them each muggle phones, but Ellie didn't have many muggle friends, so her contacts consisted solely of her family. That was pocketed and her wallet was filled with muggle money and shrunken, thanks mum, galleons. She wandered around the streets of Scotland, not far from the Brennham Estate, before finding a cafe. She ordered a coffee and a scone before looking for an empty seat. When she spotted a boy near her age or so sitting alone.
"Hey," she greeted him with a small smile, "can I sit here?" She asked looking at the seat.
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