(( Will we be having the Yule ball during the last day before Christmas break? Or shall we move it after Christmas? (Haha~ A Yule Ball after Christmas) ))
Christmas break was nearing and the trio was taking their sweet time eating breakfast in the Great Hall. The scheduled time for the owls was yet to arrive and the three were anticipating for days for letters that would hopefully arrive. They had high hopes that their parents would accept their request of spending the holidays at the Malfoy manor.
They could hear it, the hoots and squawking of the owls as their made their way into the Great hall. Bundles wrapped in paper and cloth and letters in different colors rained upon the students. The three laid their eyes on a familiar owl.
"It's here, Caelum!" Frank had applauded, almost standing to greet the owl if Aren hadn't pulled him back to his seat. A letter was exchanged for a few pieces of bacon and Caelum opened the emerald and silver letter in his hands.
- Dearest Caelum,
Your father and I have decided to visit Aunt Amelie in Switzerland for the holidays. We have spoken to both the Longbottoms and Zabinis and they have informed me that they will also be visiting their relatives. Do tell Aren that he will be visiting their relatives in the Amazon and to Frank that they will be going on a trip around the world with Bob.
You will have to stay in Hogwarts for the Holidays, my son, but I promise we will make it up to you next year. Wherever you want to go! That's because we wuv you ♥
We will be sending your gifts at a later time as it would be very inconvenient for the owl to bring them over as you are eating breakfast.
Love,
Your beautiful mother.
Caelum sunk in his seat as he finished reading the letter. Frank and Aren had moved to comfort him, promising to stay at Hogwarts instead of going away for the holidays, but Caelum refused.
"Go visit your relatives. You don't always get to meet them. And besides, we've been together for fifteen years, don't you think it's time for a change in atmosphere?" he chuckled as he spoke, masking himself with a smirk.
"We just worry for you, Caelum."
"Don't worry about me. Worry about yourselves, you bumbling buffoons. You'd barely pass Transfiguration as it is."