𝐑𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐌𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 | 𝐃.𝐌.

𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐲-𝐭𝐰𝐨.

~Narrator Point of View~

"Anastasia!" Juliette yelled, "The carriage is ready to go!"

"I know!" Anastasia said as she ran out the front doors of Beauxbatons to the awaiting carriage.

She quickly hopped into the blue carriage with Juliette following behind her.

"How long does it take to go grab your lipstick?" Katerina exclaimed as Anastasia plopped down on one of the couches.

"A while, apparently," Juliette said, rolling her eyes.

"Whatever," Anastasia said dismissively.

The carriage took off just as Juliette sat down next to Stas.

"I'm excited to visit the Manor in Wales finally!" Juliette said excitedly.

"Same!" Katerina said, matching her enthusiasm.

I'm glad." Stasi said with a smile.

"We can play in the snow, play hide and seek, and have pillow fights!" Katerina said happily.

Anastasia and Juliette laughed at this.

"It will also be exciting to see Uncle Tom."

Anastasia sighed at the mention of her father.

"He will not be there for most of the holiday." She said.

"Your parents will be visiting," Stas added.

"I know." Katerina said, "But he will be there for a few days, right?"

"A few," Stasi said, sounding displeased.

There were a few minutes of silence between the girls.

"What is he like?" Juliette asked curiously.

Anastasia sat dead still.

She didn't quite know how to describe her father.

She began to think.

Stubborn...

Cunning...

Ruthless...

A nightmare for everyone but me...

Nothing too positive crossed Anastasia's mind as she thought about Juliette's question.

She really thought about how terrible and heartless her father was, but she shrugged it off as he loved her, and she damn well knew it.

He'd never say it to her face, but she still knew.

"He is quite the character." She said with a smirk playing at her lips.

Juliette nodded excitedly.