Chapter 42 – Summer Break (2)
The first month of the summer break was going very slowly. Surprisingly so. I remember that it usually flew by before it was school time again... learning to write, read and count to infinity. Okay, not that far, but I am not fond of math. I couldn't wait until I was admitted to Hogwarts to finally attend a real school, not that... muggle, mundane version of it.
Well, the moment Quincy arrived, and we welcomed her, along with her grandmother, the days started to really fly by me. Luckily, her grandmother did not stay for long, and Father was the one entertaining her. When we could, we escaped into the town, spending most days with Neville as we explored the surrounding forest and fields, trying out our spells in duels. Or just racing on brooms. It was liberating.
"Ouch..." I hissed while Quincy cleaned a scratch on my knee with alcohol back in our estate's garden.
"Man up already!" She chuckled while I sat on the grass, looking like someone who just crashlanded. Okay... I did precisely that. I tried a new move with my broom, but I ended up hitting the ground instead. It wasn't a big crash, but I slid on my knees a little, scratching them up.
"It's just stings... I am not complaining..." Looking to the side, I murmured, "Why not use magic?"
"Because then you forget that acting like an ass has consequences! Magic can't solve everything for you!" After finishing the quick 'first aid' care on my knees, she berated me, giving the alcohol back to Squeaky, who appeared at once when I 'landed.'
"Master should be more careful!" She said, nodding when hearing Quincy's words.
"Yeah, tell him that more!" She agreed wholeheartedly. "Were you trying to impress me? Because it did not work!"
"Hmph..."
"Master did mention Mistress a lot to Young Neville."
"Squeaky!" I barked, but she just snapped, disappearing with a loud pop.