"Even if she weren't all clammed up lately, she wouldn't talk much about me.”

Sabrina chuckled. “Maybe not but her face speaks volumes,” She teased. Actually Sabrina had been watching the byplay between brother and sister. Clearly they were close, and that made her envious and happy at the same time.

“I had grand dreams of playing football for England at some point.”

“Ah, the sports thing. No wonder you and Sioni get along.” Sabrina had no interest in Quidditch beyond her friends, and Football was a closed, Muggle book.

“Weren't all that lousy out on the pitch, either. Bum knee,"

“I’m sure you were quite brilliant. Sorry about your injury, you must have been terribly disappointed.” He must have gotten over it, though. Gavin seemed happy enough here at the kitchen table.

"Right now I'm managing a nearby pub. Not exactly the grandest of dreams, is it?" he commented.

“Oh, I don’t know. You have to be a certain kind of person to run a business… and a pub, after all, is just that… There’s so much to consider. Stocks, supplies, employees..” She gave a little mock shiver. “It’s the one thing that worries me about having my own couturier house. Running the business side.”   

"Caitlin thinks it's brilliant, but then I think she's just taken with one of my employees," he said, gaining a hard kick to his leg and a look from his sister.

Sabrina’s eyebrows shot up and she glanced over at Caitlin. “Oh, really?” She said in her best gossip’s tones. “I must know all. Tell Sister Sorelli all about this mystery man who works in a pub.” She looked over at Gavin and warned, “But I’d move your legs out of range, if I were you. One injured knee is enough, I feel sure.”

Reaching across the table she gave Caitlin’s hand a squeeze. “I’m only teasing, love. If your brother isn’t making all this up just to be difficult, I’m glad for you. I hope he’s good enough is all.” She grinned mischievously. “We ex-Head Girls have high standards, you know. You mustn’t let down the side.” Her eyes stole over to Gavin.

“But if he’s good enough for your brother to hire, I suppose that’s some kind of recommendation.”

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