Jasper has started taking ballet lessons from Felicity! Well, she did it because Hermione said she'd do it it when she came. But anyway, Felicity doesn't have the equipment for the class. Ella said she'd help pay for it... if Felicity wore old fashioned clothes for a month. Felicity agreed!
Now on to the Part Three:
"When I went to Petunia's party, it seems as though she didn't actually invite me! My day is ruined!"
"Oh, my..." Kirstin bit her lip. "I believe there is still something you could do. Well, not about the party, but about the day."
"You see, Siarra is having a party. I'm sure if you apologized, she'd be happy to let you go."
"I will... for I am truly sorry of what I did. Pride get's you no where." Felicity hung her head.
In the ballroom, there was a collective gasp when Siarra walked in.
"Thank you all for being here." Siarra nodded to each of them in turn, and curtsied to her mother.
Her hair was done up in an elegant twist, and she was, for once, even more beautiful than Felicity.
"Oh, my! She's quite pretty." Jasper smiled.
"You are gorgeous!" Kirstin beamed.
"Oh, my golly goodness gracious me..." Felicity's tongue was flabbergasted.
"We did it!" Kit was almost crying, she was so happy.
"Oh, Felicity! I'm so desperately sorry that I was so desperately rude to you!"
"I am too. I should have been more mature, being the elder of us."
Siarra ran over and hugged Felicity. Kirstin whispered to herself, "Sisters are forever."
"Well, Kit, all's well that ends well!" Jasper grinned, and couldn't stop.
So, did you like the end? Was it satisfying?