"Fancy joining us for breakfast, Miyu?" Perseus' innocent invitation made Miyu froze in his tracks. [i]Is this guy actually serious?[/i] He was even more amused (or rather, horrified) that he was completely oblivious to his Slytherin sister's apparent unwillingness. He hated to admit it, but this junior was really growing into him. Maybe he should consider getting him to take over his troublemaking business.

"Plans are boring indeed," he echoed after the fourth-year, mimicking his tone. "Should we drag her to our house table, or should we crash her house table instead?"

"The Gryffindor's." Perseus' reply was immediate, without a second thought. "I'm craving for pumpkin juice today."

That made the older boy raised an eyebrow. Now wasn't the time to poke fun at Perseus' taste for drinks. "Right. After you then, Perce." Falling behind the siblings, he quickly slipped his wand out of his long-sleeve into his back pocket, silently cursing to himself at how the nice little brother was making him feeling guilty about trying to jinx his precious ([i]not to mention, always sulking[/i], he thought) sister.