lunch time.

it was lunch time and Cecilia felt she had to pretend like she was eating. she walked into the grate hall and sat down at the end of the ravenclaw table. and put some food on her place. she didn't exactly intend to eat the food but she still put some on the plate in front of her. she opened her book that she had been carrying with her and started to read. she had worn her hair down fro the day and if fell over her shoulder amd rested on her back. she was wearing a short skirt with leggings and boots along with a blue tank top which she layered with a black one. idly she pushed the food around with the fork she held in her other hand.

The lunch hall held nothing in it that Elijah wanted. He couldn’t smoke in there. He couldn’t drink what was left of his wine stocks from the Room of Requirement in there. He was lost and confused. That was all inside his head, though. He knew exactly where he was but within himself he had no clue. He didn’t know how he was supposed to react to the news of his mother’s death. It was only so long before Chase would catch on. There was only so much time before she caught on as to what was going on. Elijah had already had enough concerned Fire calls from his cousins and his father. They were all aware that Elijah wasn’t particularly fond of his mother but death never sat well with him. He never knew what to do with the emotions. He couldn’t sort through everything in his mind. He just...fell apart. His mother’s death had been both unexpected and below the belt; a swift kick to the testicles. He mightn’t have gotten along with her but a part of him still loved her. She was his mother and he was her son. He loved her. Now she was gone and she’d never know.

Stepping into the hall, Elijah’s ebony eyes swept across the hall. They landed on Cecilia and he watched as she pushed her food around her plate, pretending to eat. Anger ensnared Elijah and he stormed over to his sister. The Ravenclaws sat across from her scuttled out of his way and he stood in front of his sister, his shadow looming over her. He gripped the table and clenched his jaw, halting the slew of verbal abuse that his mind was threatening to unleash upon her. Finally, he spoke calmly yet the anger was still there, lacing his words and it was quite obvious too. “Maybe you should have been in Hufflepuff,” he hissed. “Because you’re a disappointment to Ravenclaw house. You, sister, are an idiot. Don’t say anything to me,” he stopped her from cutting in. “I don’t want to hear it because it’s probably a load of bullshit anyway. Just sit down, shut up and eat your goddamn food because I am sick of you looking like a fuc- corpse,” he prevented himself from swearing anymore. The younger years looked as if he’d just drowned their puppies. He probably had. Welcome to reality, kids.

Cecilia look up at her brother wondering why he was so angry as he told her that she was a disgrace to the house of Ravenclaw. slowly she lifter a little bit of food up to her mouth chewed and swallowed "There i ate some food," She said, "now could you please tell me why your so up seat?" she really wanted to know what was wrong with her brother. she had no clue about her mothers death or anything that had gone at home lately. nobody had told her yet. "please tell me your not drunk or anything." she said

If Cecilia was trying to infuriate Elijah further then she was doing a good job of it. The Slytherin bristled at his sister's sarcastic remark and he sat down heavily, reaching forward to take some grapes out of the bowl on the table. He popped the into his mouth and waited for her to finish eating before swallowing himself. Elijah picked up a knife and began to poke at a chip in the table. "I wish I was drunk," he said distractedly. He threw the knife down and began to pick at it before abandoning that and taking one of the steak knives off of the main plate of steak. He lifted the wood chipping and cut it out of the table. He wasn't content though, and instead started on the next bit. "We've got a few weeks off. A month by my reckoning. Aren't we lucky things?" he said bitterly. "Marina -- mother -- was away for a while. As luck would have it she turned up. No one banked on her turning up dead, though."

Cecilia watched her brother and seat her book down while she waited for him to tell her why he was so up set. "why do we have a month off?" she asked quietly just before her brother said that their mother was dead. What? how could that be? "Mum's.. Mum.." she stuttered feeling a little light headed. Eli was right no one would have guessed when their mother turned up she would no longer be breathing. Least of all Cecilia. "do you know how it happened?" she asked quietly not totally sure she even wanted to know herself. it was one more family member she lost. only she now had lost her mother for good. she would never See Marina again.