Welcome to Hogwarts 3: The Third Wizarding War

[RoseQ]

"Clow!" Ayumi called to her son. She lifted Camille into her arms and cuddled her close to her chest. "Shh," she said to the baby. She helped Clow up ontothe couch.

[champeo]

Clow looked at a small radio, and pushed a bunch of buttons, & looked worried as it turned on and sang- "You will get a sentimental feeling, when you hear, voices singing let's be jolly, deck the halls with boughs of holly! Rockin' around the Christmas tree, let the Christmas spirit ring, everyone dancing merrily, in the new old fashioned way!" Clow looked worried and fell back on the couch, making two rolls of wrapping paper falls down, and it all came off the roll, leaving a huge pile of wrapping paper. "Clow!" Caleb exclaimed, picking up his son, and then Caleb pointed his wand at the paper and it was all cleaned up, back to normal. Camille's tears had ceased by now.

[RoseQ]

"Your son has been driving me crazy all morning," Ayumi said, grinning at Caleb. She smiled at Camille, aranging her in her arms so she could hold her with her one arm. She went to Caleb and smiled at him, kissing his cheek lightly.

[champeo]

"A mischievous boy, Clow is." Caleb commented back, kissing his wife back on the cheek, gently holding his son. Christmas was so close, Caleb almost forgot to ask- "Hey Ayumi, any one to visit today, you know, as a pre-Christmas thing?" He asked.

[RoseQ]

"I know he is. Reminds me of his crazy father," Ayumi joked, grinning mischeviously at Caleb. "Not sure, actually," she said, before shrugging lightly. "Sakura miht come along," she said brightly, smiling at Caleb.

[champeo]

"Great, because Sean might be coming over as well." Caleb added. "I'm going out to the stores. I still have a bit of... shopping, to do." He said. Caleb wished he could have Louise treated at St. Mungo's, it would make everything better. But the Ministry was still controlled by Voldemort, so as soon as Louise would be checked, they'd all be arrested.

[RoseQ]

"Alright, alright," Ayumi agreed. It was going to be difficult to take care of these two all by herself, but she was sure that she could do it. She was their mother after all.

[champeo]

(Should we continue on this?)

[RoseQ]

((Okay x3
If you want))

[champeo]

(Month timeskips...)

Caleb looked at Louise. She was not changing anytime soon, it seemed. She was just morbidly depressed. Bags underneath his eyes were visible. He was a 19-year-old man, already married with children, expected to be a prominent fighter in a war. As much as he loved Clow and Camille, he wished that him and Ayumi hadn't had children so quickly. We weren't even trying... Despite these thoughts, he still cared about them, of course.