Re: Septimus and Quintella
Tim noticed that Ella didn't say a word regarding his pride for her, but then, she'd always been modest. She'd always been sweet. She'd always respected her 'place' within the family. Really, it had only been Tim who'd been utterly outraged about it, who'd made waves the moment he was old enough to understand just what making those waves really meant.
"Well, you do have to put up with me on a daily basis. Almost daily," he added, correcting himself, for there were certainly days when Ella never saw him at all. "But did it occur to you that you don't like flattery very much and that I don't get on with people very well, and that it's only right that we each suffer equally here?" he asked, though it was only a joke. Being out with his sister was one of his favourite things, and there wasn't much that could beat it. Even with his dislike for the Ministry, he'd always enjoy himself so long as he was with her. With his family. It was why he'd come out, after all. And if he couldn't be silly and jokey with his sister, then what could he be?