All the windows in the house were open letting the spring air run through the small house. Of course it was a bustle getting ready, Raven and Gemma were in the kitchen helping get the eggs milk and honey ready. Oscar was up stairs cleaning and Jessica was in the living room putting out the proper candles and replacing the winter plants and herbs with some of the spring ones.

Once he had the flower’s safely in the pot he then gathered some of the earth from the garden brushing the loose soil of his hands and then standing. Before walking inside Quinn looked up at the blue sky letting the warm wash over him. Sometimes it was stark the contrast between the school’s magic and his own. A lot of his covin’s beliefs and magics focused around deities and getting blessings from them. It was about the healing power and gifts from the earth. Perhaps that was why he understood herbology, divination and care of magical creatures a whole lot better than he could transfiguration and charms.

This was one of those times. He went straight from brooms and cauldrons to the spring equinox where it was time to celebrate the balance of light and dark. It took him a while to get back into the right mindset of it all. He respected his wiccan roots and still believed in everything that he did back home there were just times that everything got jumbled in his head. This was just as much magic as any flick of a wand, but when most of the wizarding community laughed at these rituals and celebrations it was hard to stay strong and stand up for them.

Quincy walked back into the house were his mother’s were singing with his younger siblings in the kitchen. He began rearranging the altar in the living room while his sister strung some flowers on either side of the windows. There was a knock at the door and Jessica took a peek out the open window before moving to get the door.

“Noel I assume it’s your girl,” she driely said back to her brother.

Quinn almost didn’t do anything in response knowing that she was using his first name because she was still sour over not setting the altar this year. His mother’s and older member’s of the covin were the only ones he would respond to using his first name. When what his sister said registered Quinn stood shocked a little at the news. He moved quickly to the door before Jessica figured she would do something embarrassing.

He took a deep breath to compose himself in this moment, a moment that he never actually thought would happen. She could think that his muggle family was crazy for claiming all of this was truly any kind of magic. Memari would never...then again through her elitist upbring maybe she had a bies. No, no she wouldn’t be so cruel no matter what she was raised being told. After all she did start dating him knowing exactly what he was.

Quinn opened the door and seeing the blonde girl actually standing there at his family’s front doorway. “Memari,” he said with a wide grin and breathless. “You made it.” He stepped to the side so she could walk in. “Come, come in, sorry if it’s kind of crazy we are still getting ready.”

His mother’s were excited to meet Memari. They wanted to see the girl that made Quinn so happy. No matter what her family was he wasn’t going to just toss her aside and turn on their relationship. The whole Death Eater thing did still make his brain do flips. His family didn’t need to know about the horrors of the wizarding world, not when he had no real answers.

It was surreal to see here here with his house in the frenzy that it was. The pine was getting swapped for the perfume of flowers and purples replacing whites. He was more than thrilled to share with her his life. Quinn wasn’t sure if she had ever truly been among muggles. If she knew what a family with no magic would be like. There was a chance that she would think all this was silly. At least she was open minded enough to come and be a part of the celebration. That was more than most people.

Once she was inside he shut the door and then quickly wrapped her up in a hug. He knew that Jessica was there probably side eyeing as she pretended to be wrapping the stems of the tulips with ribbon. He heard more shuffling but didn’t pay much mind.

“Oh?” Quinn looked back behind him to see his two youngest siblings. His mother’s were still in the kitchen. Ma Angie washing honey from her hands and Mama Nina making sure her cookies weren’t going to burn. Quincy smiled grateful for the kiss from Memari before she moved away from him.

“Memari uh these are my sisters. That is Jessica,” He nodded towards the eldest who was still pretending to not pay any attention to him. She was the one that looked the most like him, with the same hair just long and in a messy fish tail braid. “And these two are Raven and Gemma.” Raven had dark hair like her name and just as dark eyes. She was obviously in the thick of fourteen with a bright blue streak peaking out from behind her ear.

Gemma on the other hand was much brighter. Though her hair was a mousy brown. She had little white flowers stuck in the little braids that were scattered around her hair. She was the first to wave back at Memari. And then his mother’s joined walking into the kitchen. “That is Ma Angilique.” The woman that had the same hair and Jessica’s eyes. There was some grey starting to streak the blonde. ” Please call me Angie,” She smiled.

“And Mama Nina.” He hair was the brown that matched Gemma and wore long boho skirt and light blouse. ”It is a pleasure to meet you honey, Noe has told us so much about you.” Quincy glanced down at the ground at the nickname that he just didn’t have the heart to correct.

“Um there is Oscar too but he is upstairs still, should be down soon.” Quinn quickly added hoping that the audience wasn’t too much so far.

He wasn’t sure what image people had of his family. Quinn assumed that the muggles he knew pictured them all in black crouched around a cauldron, and his mother’s were somehow hiding green faces. It was nothing like that. The real wizarding world was a whole lot more bubble bubble toil and trouble than his coven was.

It seemed like so far everyone liked Memari. Sure his younger sister’s didn’t seem to care about much. His older sister was just annoyed, really that was about anything that he did these days and his mother’s were just curious about everything about Memari.

”Sure he does,” Jessica whispered under her breath wrapping some tulips up to hang from the door frame. Quinn ignored her just hoping that as the day went on Jessica would lighten up

“There is only a little bit left to do.” Quincey looked back at Memari. “You can help me out if you want to.”

”will you be participating?” Nina asked while Angie told the girl to go back to the kitchen to finish up what they were doing. “Did Noel tell you what Ostara is?” She then asked curious. Of course His mother’s always had questions about his school and the way the witches and wizard lived in Hawthorne Village.

In general Quinn was short with his stories just because there wasn’t much to say. In genral life was similar, just with more magic. Pure bloods seemed to rely a lot on their magic to get a glass of water, even tie their shoes. He had told Memari some of the things that his family did, mentioned this or that little thing about Wicca when she asked, but hadn’t taken the time to go into extreme detail. He always felt that there would be a line, she would find out about this or that ritual or celebration and she would just think his family was nuts. Most pure bloods already thought they were dumb for practicing wicca in the first place.

It wasn’t that he ever through Memari would make fun of him. She wasn’t like a lot of the other’s in Salem. For example she actually took some sort of time to get to know him. Even if at first it just felt like she probably felt obligated sense he did help her when she was poisoned. It was a fluke this whole thing, he was sure. But Quinn would take it for all it was worth because she wasn’t the kind of girl that would normally take the time to get to know him. Really she was the kind of girl that would end up saving his ass for something stupid he had done. Somehow the opposite had happened and there she was standing in his house being introduced to his family.

Quinn would have understood if she didn’t want to be there. If she had said no he would get it tell her it was okay and they could just move slower if she wanted. They went to the same school. Learned the same thing but it seemed like they live completely different lives when they were with their families. Of course he knew next to nothing about her life at home. Just that she didn’t like to talk about it. Quincey figured that he would give her the privacy about it she needed, just like she had given him at first too.

“Yes, very smart young girl,” Angie clapped once with a wide smile. “We will make sure there is a spot for you later when everything starts.” Nina smiled as well. The two younger girls had already wandered back to the kitchen to finish up what they were doing.

” We will let you help Noe, If you need anything dear don’t hesitate to ask.” [/i With that they both turned and went back to getting done with they needed. Quinn took her hand as sure as his parents were gone, not caring that Jessica was still in the room. She was just being difficult and Quinn didn’t believe that she actually hated Memari at all.

“We just have to set the candles up and get the eggs form the chicken.” He informed Memari with a smile and tugged her out towards the back yard where there was a small coop for the families two chickens. It was a spacious back yard with more than one garden, for vegetables and flowers that were in bloom.

The longer they were together the more Quinn could see a future with her. Of course he wondered what her confession months ago meant for the road they had ahead. He was sure that something bad would come of it eventually. She would hopefully find a way to make it okay, and not get punished for bing with him. He might not have known the most about the Death Eaters but he knew that their primary goal was to take the world from those who were anything less than pure.

Quincey tried his best not to dwell on the fact that their relationship was probably going to be put to the ultimate test. He wanted to just love the fact that she was here, at his home and she was meeting his family. Quinn was impressed that she put any thought into something that he had heard so many other just call ‘silly muggle tricks’. It was like they were comparing it to sleight of hand, just a joke or something for fun.

Memari also seemed please with herself. His grin was smitten. This was almost as good as their first dance together. That dance where she told him that she was done with that other guy. He had tried so hard to put the idea of just friends in his head that night. Of course any time she smiled at him. Or the way her arms rested on his shoulders as they swayed together to the music, he knew that it would be impossible to not care for her with all his heart.

He laughed gently, fingering to just keep this a light hearted comparison but he was sure that any interrogation that he would ever get from her family would be followed by some sort of torture. He was sure that he would never meet anyone who shared blood with her and honestly Quinn was fine with that. “They liked to think I know what I’m doing,” He said leading her to the coupe that was near the back of the yard. The couple of chickens the had out walking and pecking at the ground.

When they got to the small building he duct through the rectangular doorway where the nests were. Gently he pulled Memari in too. “The basket is there on the hook if you wanna grab it.”

Quinn was trying to do his best with being mindful of the differences their lives. It was always a little surprising when a pureblood would ask him about really silly little things that he had brought from home. It was always interesting how two worlds could be so close to each other and still be so different. Quinn was sure through the year more and more they became integrated but there were those who wanted to just eradicate every way that was muggle. It was sad, there were things both worlds could learn from each other. Magic could do great things. And then the muggle world seemed to be more practical over all.

Memari was always willing to not only learn about his wiccan life but the one the consisted of growing up without wizarding magic. He was completely smitten by everything about this woman. He quickly kissed her cheek as they walked hand in hand. This was somewhat of a switch, knowing that there would be eyes specifically on them. Not that Quinn thought his parents would really say anything agains a kiss here and there. He knew how they were in the school though. never had he been so physical but it was hard to keep his hands off his girlfriend and it always felt like it was the same the other way around.

When they ducked into the coupe Quin kneeled down picking up some of the corn kernels and holding them out to the brown spotted chicken that was pecking around in the corner. “Come ‘er Wonda,” he gently cooed to the bird who then walked up and pecked some of the corn from his hand.

He looked over his shoulder to see Memari. He could tell she hadn’t done anything like this. Quinn couldn’t help but laugh when she spoke to the other chickens pecking around. He dropped the food that he was holding for Wonda the chicken and clapped his hands clean. “You’re cute you know that.” He said kissing her cheek. “But uh yeah that is kind of what we are doing. They aren’t fertilized so these eggs will be wasted if we don’t take them.”

Quinn reached out and over to the closest to the closest nest and took the single egg that was sitting there. Carefully he put it in the basket that his girlfriend was holding. “No harm the chickens all know what’s going on. “