[Sept 7th] Looking for her Dad. [Dristan/Mattie]

She walks in and sets the package down and Morticia scurries in and climbs onto the desk to perch there. Mattie turns and hugs her father tightly and returns the kiss to his cheek.

"I've missed you so much Dad. School really is different. I didn't realize we wouldn't really see each other or hang out like we did at home. I've not really seen Lili or Dmitry either. Everyone is off doing their own house or class things." she said with a bit of saddness then happiness filled her. "But I've met new friends aside from Kiami. Like Yelena and Jillian. Maybe even Myrtle will be a friend as well." she hangs on him for awhile wanting to be scooped into his arms. "I think you will have to wait. That is a surprise I brought from home but only just finished for you." she giggles.

She laughed and licked his nose as he picked her up. "Well good I think and hope you will like it." she said as they sat in the chair.

"Jillian is a sweetheart. We talked for hours the other day out by the lake while I was painting. I really like her. She has a lot of information." she said with a smile and filled him in on her first day of classes as well.

"Oh good, cause I wasn't going to join." she laughs. "And I've had one class with you. I've no idea yet. Also I don't know what to write a paper on. Does your class cover werewolves? I didn't really get a chance to question Caleb but maybe I could write the paper about that?"

She looked up at him. "But you are kinda scary as a Teacher and it is confusing to not say dad. I'm getting use to it though. Just odd. Also I think Professor LeFaye might be scarier." she chuckles softly.

"Wanna have a picnic lunch on Saturday? Maybe out by the tree? I know I can't leave but it would be nice to just sit and talk. Maybe you do your classwork stuff and I can do some painting?" she looked at him hopeful.

"You're leaving Hogwarts?" she asked. "I accept a full report when you return Mister." she waggled her finger and giggled. "Okay so I'll write about that." she adds.

"Also I know the class is dangerous, you've said so many times. But I also know you wouldn't actually let us get hurt." she said with a cheeky grin.

When the house elf came over she smiled and thanked him as she picked up her glass and then shook her head and put it back down after a sip. "Um...what the heck is that?" her face scowled some. "That is gross." she brushed her tongue off as Morticia sniffed the glass as well.

She nods her head in understanding. "Well I will make sure to heed your instruction then." she chuckles as the house elf popped back up. "Thank you again." she smiles and washed the mouth of the flavor.

"Sunday, well I don't know maybe we can try and contact mom so I can tell her about my first week of school? The owl I think would take to long. Is there another way?" she asked looking back up at him before putting her juice down.

"Will she have the letter by Sunday?" she asked looling up at him as he pulled out the stuff needed for her to write the letter.

"If not then we can just wait until Sunday and yeah once a week would be nice." she turned and kissed his cheek again. "I love you Dad." she said brightly.

She began to write the letter telling her mom all sorts of things as she waited for her dad to answer.

Mattie wrote an entire page and signed it. She sat back and put the quill down and smiled to her father who seemed off in a distant place somewhere. She sip her juice.

"Okay time for your surprise!" she jumps off his lap and grabs the package and puts on his desk covering up all his work. "I can't wait any longer!" she beamed excitedly.

Mattie is clasping her hands together next to her mouth waiting almost impatiently. This was probably her favorite part about her paintings. Gifting them or revealing them. She loved it more then painting.

When he opens the package it is an 13x15 canvas. The first thing that popd out to anyone are the eyes, a vivid green with darkness around the edges. Those eyes are on both the human and the wolf. It is a background of the mountains in Germany. The forefront is the wolf, scar, eyes and black. Then her father is between the wolf and the mountains. It is clearly evident that both the wolf and the man share the same physical traits.

The wolf's fur seems to blow in the wind that isn't there as does the man's hair. Their eyes seem to sparkle like a glowing green fire but not and even as you move the eyes seem to follow you from any viewing point.

Mattie waited, holding her breathe as her dad opened the package fully. Her eyes staring at his face, taking in his expression.

When tears fell she beamed even brighter and even his voice cracked a bit. She bounded across the table and slammed him. She gave him a super big hug.

"I love you too Dad." she beams and crawls back up on his lap.

"So what will you do with it? I know the wolf is suppose to be a secret but I had to add him. Mom's painting hangs above her bed. Did you see it while you were in her room?" she grins a bit sheepishly.

Mattie smiles brightly. "I am glad you like it Dad. I started it in Germany but your's took the longest. The scar's were hard to etch in." she chuckles softly.

"I am glad you love it though." she beams.

"Sure. I haven't been there yet. I am not sure where it is actually." she said with a chuckle as she jumped from her Dad's lap.

"Come on Morticia let's go say hello to the owls. But to teasing them. Some are bigger then you." she smiles as she picks up her letter and follows her dad.

Mattie held her father's hand as they walked. A few of the portraits making conversation with them as they walked. She listened as her dad gave her a history listen.

She took it all in. Learning about how old the school was and how it was the first of it's kind. Learning about the founder's of the school as well.

When they finally reach the court yard and cross the path towards the owlery. The smell of the birds hit her like a wall and she laughed and coughed. Morticia darting off to go investigate. "Oh my they need to clean the poop." she busts out laughing as she holds her sides.

"What is a howler?" she asked curiously. "And why once a week? What if you got caught up in classes and youe Quidditch practices or games? It happens I am sure." she said as she walked in and saw the hundreds of owls.

She looked up and spotted her dad's owl Shadow and watched as he flew down to her father and perched on his shoulder looking for a treat. "Oh I didn't bring anything for him. Will he still send my letter? I forgot." she said sheepishly hoping the bird could forgive her.