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"Tea it is," he said leading the way toward the kitchen. He didn't bother attempting to talk about his day because the moment the question was asked, Lucy started with a lengthy and detailed description that could rival some of Percy's lectured on broomstick regulations.
"It was very good," she started, taking Charlie's hand and trying to be gentle as she pulled him after her father. "Daddy made me pancakes with fruit and syrup, and then we went to work and he let me make a wish at the fountain, and did you know the fountain is younger than me? Daddy says the old one was mean and ugly. And then we took the lift, and Mrs. Fitzhume from Games and Sports came to ask Daddy about some brooms, and she must have said something bad because then Daddy looked at her like he did when Uncle George turned his hair blue-"
"Lucy," Percy said warningly.
Her only reaction was to quickly change the subject. "And then I did my homework, and Daddy says my letters are much better and he might start teaching me runes soon, and I want to go play with Victoire and Dominique soon-"
"Lucy, why don't you go upstairs and get the bag on my bed, and after tea you can help me make your uncle look pretty. It's a very important job."
She nodded excitedly and unceremoniously let go of her uncle's hand so that she could do as instructed. Percy sighed and offered his brother an apologetic look.
"I'm sorry about that. She can be long-winded when she's excited. Please tell me I was never that bad?"