The Yule Ball

"DIng ding ding! We have a winner!" Elrohir said sarcasticly. "What are you trying to pull Fudge?"

Fudge growled. "Listen, Elrohir, I am trying to make it up for the wrong I have caused Ms. Hubert. It will take me along tim, I know, but please, allow me this one chance to prove I can be caring."

Sonia looked at Elrohir. She sighed. "If Elrohir will come too."

Fudge looked at Maik's rother waiting for his answer.

Elrohir glared at Fudge, clearly not trusting a word he said. But he wasn't about to abandon Sonia. "I'll go with you." he grumbled. Maik watched silently, hoping Fudge would leave soon, as she couldn't remain standing for much longer. "Remember Fudge, if either of them gets so much as a stubbed toe in your presence, I will rip your arms off. Understand?"

Fudge nods as he led the two out. Great, this wasn't going according to plan. Sighing he tried to think of how to get rid of Elrohir without causing him any physical harm.

Elrohir stayed close to Sonia, keeping between her and Fudge. Maik sat heavily on her bed, wishing she could follow.Since she couldn't, she had Aslan follow them instead.

Sonia watched elrohir. She could tell he was tense. "Um, what's up?" she whispered so fudge couldn't here.

"He's up to something." Elrohir replied. "I just don't know what yet." He reached over and grasped her hand. "Stay close."

Sonia nodded. "Okay." she said blushing. "I don't trust him either."

Elrohir watched Fudge closely, alert for anything suspicious. Fudge's sudden determination to be helpfull was making him nervous.

Fudge could feel the tension. "so sonia, how have you been since you last seen Maik." he asks not breaking his attention from the road ahead.

Sonia shrugs. "Okay."

Small talk. Goody. Elrohir accidently on purpose kicked some mud at Fudge as he walked. He looked about him, trying to figure out where they were headed. If he got into trouble, Maik wouldn't be able to help him. And that was not a comforting thought.

Fudge turned and gave Snia a warm smile. He was trying hard to ignore Elrohir's childish acts. "Good to hear."

Elrohir shot Fudge a look that would crack stone. "Are you sure you know where you're going Fudge?"

Fudge nodded. "Sonia's home." he said as he led them in between to uildings. Sure enough behind them was the Hunert Mansion.

"Oh." Elrohir mumbled, feeling rather stupid. "It's a nice house Sonia."

Sonia smiled at Elrohir. "Thank you." she says happily.

Fudge chuckles.

Elrohir glared at Fudge. "Sonia is home now. You can leave." Elrohir pointed back to the road in case Fudge had forgotten where it was, willing to shove him in the right direction if neccessary.

Sonia tried hrad not to laugh.

Fudge smiled. "I'm surprised Sonia. Wouldn't be polite if I didn't get invited in."

Sonia sighed. she hated how he was right. She looked at Elrohir.

He wanted to go in now? Elrohir didn't like that in the least. But what could he do? "It's your house Sonia. Do as you wish." He shot a murderous glance at Fudge.

Fudge shifted uneasy under Elrohir's glare.

"You sure? I had to let the maids and butlers go. The place is a wreck and I'm not so good at making tea." Sonia said.

Fudge nodded.

"Okay." sonia said keeping her mother's face and advice in mind. Being as polite as possible she let the minister of magic in.