The answer would have only been confusing if he knew the Arthurian legends, which he didn't. He thought this whole thing over though, having an aunt. "Your kind of big for an ant." He commented. "And you don't have anything sticking out of your head." He further remarked.

He watched as she headed towards the fire and then shot a look to her, "Your going to cook me!" He began to scramble fight and flight kicking in, in tandem. "You can't eat me! I won't let you! Put me down!" Adrenaline coursed through him as he flailed, and on lookers in the vicinity gave her a rather worried look. Percy had forgotten all about magic, because of the Ministry of Magic.

  

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A small giggle came from Guinevere when she heard that. "Not that kind of ant. An aunt." She said the word with more care of the pronunciation, which was different than an ant.

She sighed. "Of course I'm not going to eat you, silly boy. I'm not a hag. This is a means of travel. Your mother will explain more." Looking at the people as she felt eyes on them, she sighed once again. "Poor dear has some memory issues." That seemed to be enough for the plenty of them. Magic could fix that... usually.

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MJ made Magic!

Percy was in the midst of a tantrum as he struggled, and would need some coaxing to calm down as he struggled still to be put down, but thankfully the adrenaline only worked so well seeing as he was only on low steam, and moaned and whimpered in fear towards the end of it, shaking like a leaf. So many questions, and how could one travel? He didn't understand and that scared him. Fear equaled destructive behavior like biting, since kicking and screaming hadn't worked.

There were his tiny teeth, like an animal, biting on her shoulder. Ah yes the child was akin to a wild mongrel. Dear Hope would have her hands full, but for now it was his aunt.

  

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Oh tantrums, something she surely was used to. The wiggling and squirming was not comfortable. But the biting really drew the line. And a mother knew how to handle a misbehaving child. She pinched his nose, knowing full well that he would soon let go. Not uncommon, and she had no true anger in her eyes.

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MJ made Magic!

Eventually he had to breathe, through snot and blood and all he had to breathe. Her fingers pinching his nose did the trick and he let go, but indeed looked rather puzzled as he gasped for air. Her gaze spoke of a certain sophistication he was not familiar with. She wasn't mad, she was just? Just?...

His cluelessness showed as he tried to wrap his mind around the clever woman's actions, his squirming ceased and he seemed to settle, albeit a bit from the confusion. What just happened? What was happening? His head swirveled around before his gaze took her in again. Well that hadn't worked, nor had kicking and flailing. He was out of ideas for now, and all she got out of him was a whine, a protest from defeat. He hit her with his small hand, just on the shoulder. "Meanie!" Nevermind he was the one being the little rascal.

  

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How long ago had Ace called her a 'meanie'? Or any of her children, really? She was quick to let go when he calmed. Not one to be cruel. No, never cruel. Someone passed them, stepped into the fire, and proceeded to say their destination before disappearing in a blaze.

And Guinevere decided to wait just a bit longer, and soon another person appeared in a blaze and went about their business. "See? They're alright. Now it's our turn. Are you ready now?" She asked calmly.

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MJ made Magic!

Percy looked over at the fire how it erupted into green, and the man just stepped through, disappearing. Where did he go? "Is he coming back?" He asked not quite sure he believed his eyes. He didn't scream though, so maybe it didn't hurt? He looked over to his aunt again, "Does it hurt?" His gaze traced back over to the flames, waiting for them.

  

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What a normal sight for her, yet so abnormal for this child. For now. "I don't know. That is his own business." She said as she grabbed some of the powder. "No, it doesn't. Though you do get dusty from this stuff." She said as she sprinkled a little on his head with a playful smile.

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MJ made Magic!

Percy relaxed considerably as he observed the dust. Her kind and patient ways stilled his fear and brought out his curiosity time and time again from within. He gave forth a giggle at the dust, and then threw some of it at the flames just like the man had, it turned green for him too! His eyes go big and then the flames turned orange again. Aww, he looked around for that dust stuff she put in his hands and went to reach for more. He wanted to do it again! "More! More!"

  

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Goodness, she created a monster. The witch laughed as she shook her head. "Not now, things to do. But this is only the start to what you'll see with magic." She promised as she stepped into the flames with him in her arms. "Guinevere Lukeson Estate, London." She stated clearly before tossing the powder down and the flames flew up around them.

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MJ made Magic!