Sloane grabbed his hand and all but dragged him forward at the mention of horse. Rufus couldn’t help but chuckle at her enthusiasm. Despite her having attended the carnival already it seemed that her spirits at the novelty of it hadn’t dampened in the least. “To the horse it is.” He agreed, grateful that Sloane had been so eager. He’d mentioned to Fortuna that they would meet by the horses.

“Of course you can have a treat! It’s your birthday after all.” Rufus agreed, feeling his sister’s enthusiasm wear off on him. It reminded him of when he had been her age. It also reminded him of the fact that he had hardly seen her in the last year, this summer included. He had hoped it would turn out differently, but she was growing up, her certainly couldn’t stop that from happening.

The moment the winged horse pen came into sight a grin spread over his lips. Tuni stood with her maid a smile on her face as she caught sight of them. It felt like such a long time since he’d seen her, granted it had hardly been a few weeks.

Unbeknownst to Sloane she led them right up to the pen where Tuni was standing. Rufus could have bought his sister a hundred treats just for that small favor. “Miss Lockhart!” He greeted her as they came up to her, fondest clear on his face. “It’s so good to see you. Have you met my little sister, Miss Sloane Bixby?” He began, giving Sloane no time to object and knowing very well what the answer was. “Sloane, this is my friend Miss Fortuna Lockhart. Her brother plays quidditch too.”