Arrival [open]

ooc: Oh, my bad. Well you were talking about it with Captain, so Reed guessed that you were going. Never mind though

ooc: Alright.

ooc: he is going, against his will though -sniggers-

Feeling a nudge she jolted awake, her eyes opening wide and a grin spreading across her face. With Leo so quiet and thoughtful, she must have drifted off to sleep.
'Excellent, are we there already? That was quick.' Yawning a little and rubbing her eyes, she took in her surroundings. They had arrived at King's Cross station, and the hustle and bustle of departing students, yelling parents and the steam from the train engine was causing the usual mayhem that was expected as children were reunited with their families for holidays. 'Alright, let's go, shall we? Time for you to meet the Delacours!' She gave Leo an encouraging smile before quickly smoothing her hair out, grabbing her trunk and strutting out of the compartment with Leo behind, eyes scanning the scene for her parents.

Walking confidently ahead of Leo and unaware of her sister's anxiety, her eyes narrowed as she looked for her parents. 'Of course I know where I'm going...' she replied, without a clue of where she was going. 'Uh, this way I think,' she waved a hand around the muggle station vaguely, pausing for a moment in confusion.
Suddenly she heard her name being called. Spinning around, she couldn't help but beam at the sight of her mother and fathers' familiar faces which she had not seen for so long. She grabbed Leo's hand and started racing in their direction, tugging her roughly behind her. 'Maman! Papa!'
Letting go of Leo's hand she embraced her mother and breathed in her wonderful scent. Adeline Delacour was a tall willowy woman who had long golden hair and bright blue eyes like her own. They looked so familiar it was no surprise that many people were not suspicious of the fact that they were not actually blood related at all.
'Maman, this is Leo!' She let go, grabbing Leo's hand once more and leading her over to her parents.

She let herself be dragged along by Seeker as she raced towards her parents. As Seeker greeted her mother warmly, Leo couldn't help but feel her own heart sink. She glanced around, a little downcast, at all the students being picked up by their families. A flash of annoyance passed through her, but she tried to keep her face polite and smiling as she faced the Delacours. Seeker really does look a bit like her ... mother.

Madame and Monsier Delacour smiled warmly towards Leo, whilst Seeker stood there wondering what was going through Leo's mind, watching her face carefully. 'This is my mother, Adeline, and my father, Claude.'
Monsier Delacour, a tall and proud looking man, smiled down at both girls. 'It iz a pleasure to meet you, Leo. We 'ope you enjoy your stay at our 'ouse, you might be tired of us by ze end!' He chuckled heartily, his rosy cheeks glowing warmly.
She rolled her eyes, whispering to Leo, 'don't mind him. He'll probably try to be friendly the whole way back. You can just ignore him and his accent,' she giggled, squeezing her hand.

Monsier Delacour adjusted his jacket, then took out a pocketwatch. 'Time we were off! Did you say goodbye to your friends, Seeker?'
She looked up, surprised at the question, and shrugged, thinking of Spell and Cel. 'I didn't see them at the platform, they've probably left already anyway...'
Adeline looked around nervously, then continued to usher the girls through the station saying, 'this way, we'll be getting to Delacour Court ze usual way.'
She followed her mother quickly, still holding Leo's hand tightly. 'We'll be apparating side-along. It's the easiest way to get to France without using the Floo Network,' she said, frowning a little. Apparatition was not known for being the most pleasant travelling experience.

She grinned, looking at Leo's expression. 'It's going to be fine. We don't have to worry about anything, they'll be doing all the work,' she said, pointing ahead to where her parents had stopped at the entrance to King's Cross Station. 'We better hurry up, they want to be back in time for tea obviously....' She winked, thinking of her father and his appetite. 'I think he's secretly jealous of the food at Hogwarts, always asking about what they serve us there. But don't worry, the food at home is good too,' she laughed. 'As long as you like snails.'