“Anything sweet for you, my dear?”
“Yes, I’d like some chocolate please, as well as a box of glacial snow flakes.”
Nunnally glanced up at the mention of glacial snow flakes. Her elder brother hated glacial snow flakes. He claimed that he didn’t like the way they melted in your mouth, and that their flavoring was completely off-putting. What was he doing buying them from the trolley witch?
“Do you want anything, Nunnally?”
She looked up to see her brother waiting with his usual, gentle smile. She shook her head.
“I had too much at brunch.”
“Are you sure?”
She nodded, and he was about to hand over a few gleaming Sickles from his pocket, when a hand suddenly slammed against the window, making both the wizened lady and the young man jump three feet in the air. Nunnally watched with wide eyes before smiling when she realized who the hand belonged to.
“Hi, Nunnally. Oh, are those for me?” She took the box of snow flakes from the trolley lady’s hand, opened it, before popping one into her mouth without so much as waiting for a reply. Nunnally watched as her brother scowled.
“Mmmm, delicious. I just love the way it melts.”
“Where’s Euphemia?” Lelouch brushed past her after sliding the door shut. Taking a seat across from his youngest sister, he crossly crossed his arms. “Isn’t the meeting over?”
“How am I supposed to know? Do you see a prefect badge on my uniform? She’s probably bandaging Suzaku’s hand again. God knows how much Arthur loves to make him his chew toy.”
Sensing the tension crackling between them – even though Nunnally knew of how C.C. and her older brother had known one another since they were infants, she couldn’t help but wonder why the two spent so much time with one another with all their arguing. Suzaku and her brother got along wonderfully in spite of their houses’ rivalry, and Euphie and Suzaku always had pleasant conversations once they got past the blushing and stammering, but whenever C.C. and her brother came within five feet of one another, they were always poking at one another and quarreling and creating general chaos for one another’s lives. It was one of the wizarding world’s greatest mysteries that they did everything together. – Nunnally hurriedly said, “I have my O.W.L. exams this year, C.C., so I was wondering if it’s not too much trouble, could you help me study for them?”
“Why not have your brother help you? He was so incredibly proud of his Outstanding’s on all his exams.”
“He has his N.E.W.T. exams. I don’t want to disturb his own studies.” Nunnally didn’t mention how she also secretly thought that her older brother could be so incredibly overbearing and oppressive sometimes and that if he were to get any more involved in her life, she would really have a hard time staying in Hufflepuff.
“Of course I will,” she replied cheerfully. “So long as your brother is willing to provide compensation of sorts.”
He scoffed but said nothing to her and merely continued to grumble to himself as he glared out the window of the train. Quietly humming to herself, C.C. finished off the box of candy before throwing it into the lap of the boy seated next to her.
“You know what I’ve realized over the summer, Nunnally?”
“What have you realized?”
“I’ve realized that you’re growing up. And I know you have your older brother and sister, but I would hardly count on them; Euphie’s much too busy with trying to get Suzaku to ask her to go on a date, and your brother…” They glanced at him. “is your brother. I’d be more than happy to help you with matters other than the O.W.L.’s.”
“Oh, yes, that would be lovely.”
C.C. smiled, and Nunnally was pleased to see her brother stop his bristling. He must have realized how silly he was being and remembered how C.C. was one of their oldest and closest friends. She personally felt as if the older girl was her sister, and she knew how she and her sister were the best of friends, seeing as how they were the same age; her brother must feel the same too. Even if that feeling was mutated and sprinkled with a bit of irritation – he was quite easily bothered by her, wasn’t he? – the feeling had to be there. There was no way it wasn’t; they’d all grown up together. They were practically family, and you could always forgive family.
Though, of course, Nunnally had no idea that her brother would take it so far as to purposefully isolate himself with C.C. later on in order to snog her. But that’s what he did: he stepped down from the warmth of the carriage that would take them to the school and into the pouring rain because C.C. had something-or-other of his and he needed it before they got to school, so go on ahead without him, he’d see them later at the Sorting Ceremony. Nunnally had thought it quite strange – why hadn’t he just asked for it during the train ride? – but didn’t think much of it until a week later when she was at Hogsmeade with her friends and saw just outside the Hog’s Head her older brother kissing none other than the very girl he’d been grumbling about during the whole train ride to school.