Acacia sighed as she checked the last of her belongings. It was time again to be off to Hogwarts, and despite the fact that she was incredibly excited for a new year, she couldn't help but to feel somewhat discontent. She may not exactly be the nicest person underneath her friendly exterior, but she did still somewhat care about her family, or what is left of it. Which is why, she was feeling genuinely a bit on the melancholic side. Her brother had promised to be here to see her off, yet, she hadn't seen him at all, and it was nearly time to go. Ever since she got sorted into Slytherin, he practically disowned her as a sister. It would probably be difficult having your sibling not like you, maybe even hate you. Fortunately, Acacia cared little if he actually did hate her.

[b]"I guess he’s not coming.”[/b] She said as she turned to her Grandmother, her voice sounding more than a little upset. [b]”He doesn't even talk to me anymore. Its like he hates me or something. Just because I‘m a Slytherin.”[/b] Thatch, her owl hooted as it sat on her shoulder as if trying to reassure her himself.

[b]"Oh dear, he doesn't hate you,”[/b] she reassured. [b]“I’m sure he’s just busy with his work for the Ministry. The boy hardly even tells me what he‘s doing nowadays.”[/b] She replied with a cheerful smile and jovial tone, attempting to lighten her mood. It didn't help at all, it only really served to make her more upset. She didn't need her grandmother trying to 'cheer her up' if he hated her, then fine. That was the way it was. He could at least tell her to her face instead of dodging the subject or purposefully avoiding her. Its not like she really cared what he thought. She cared very little about what anyone thought of her really.

[b]"Of course he does. He doesn't like Slytherin's at all. You know he got into trouble with them all the time when he was here. Fighting, for one thing."[/b] She said, irritation and a bit of anger evident in her voice. [b]"You know what, forget it."[/b] She continued with a sigh as she gave Thatch a pat on the head before leading him into his cage. [b]"If he's not going to show, fine then. I'll just go ahead and get on the train. No sense in making you wait any longer than you have to."[/b]

[b]"Acacia, dear, he doesn't hate you, I'm certain. Why don't we just wait for a little-"[/b] Acacia cut her off with a sharp grunt before placing Thatch's cage in a secure place on top of her other belongings. [b]"I'm getting on the train, if he wants to see me, then well, he should have been on time."[/b] 

[b]"Acacia..."[/b] Her grandmother sighed. [b]"Well then, have fun this year and be sure to write!"[/b] Was...her grandmother seriously starting to tear up a little? They had been through this exact same scenario three times now. You think she'd get used to it. Emotional old hag. She could hardly restrain herself from giving an eye roll, though thankfully it was over quick enough. Her grandmother proceeded to hug her, and she hesitantly returned it, quickly breaking away and getting onto the train.
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Well, she was glad that was over with. Her grandmother was [i]such[/i] a nuisance sometimes. She didn't need to be babied or need such emotional baggage. Like she even cared about what her brother thought. As far as she was concerned, he was just another person and that was that. They could hardly even be called siblings. All they even had in common was their last name and their parents. That was it. Taking her mind off of that though, she started looking for a room to stay in for the duration of her trip, looking for a face that she knew.