The next morning they got up, did their morning routines, and went down to breakfast. Hadrian loaded their plates as they came down and then loaded his. "So, what type of trees are we getting?" he asked.

"Every type of fruit and nut tree, at least two of each, the same with the grapes, and vegetables for the garden," Luna answered promptly.

He smiled. "And the Horses?" he asked. "Well, you wanted a Spanish Mustang, boy or girl is up to you, I'm getting a Palomino, Luna's getting a Morgan horse, because she thought it was a fun play on her name, not because she liked it better than the others, Tyler, we suggest a Lustiano. They are highly intelligent and are very willing to do things for you. Do you like the choice?" Hera asked.

"Well, I'm okay with it, as I said, I know nothing about horses, so whatever you suggest must be good, otherwise you wouldn't suggest it," Tyler said, shrugging.

The girls nodded. "We didn't decide on one for Harry or the Deaths, because we figured that they should choose, as for our children, while they're small maybe we should get them Miniature's," Hera continued.

"Cows?" Hadrian asked. "Holstein-Friesian," she said. "Pigs?" he asked. "English Large White and Berkshire," she said. "Goats?" he asked. "Toggenburg and Angora," she said. "And Sheep? Because I'm guessing that we're getting a little bit of everything with the birds," he said. "And you'd be right. Sheep are going to be Lincoln and Columbia," she said. He nodded.

"Hey, I had an idea. What about bees for honey?" Tyler asked. The others looked surprised at that. "That's a good idea, Tyler. We'll do that," Hadrian said, "But only after we read up on them so that we can make an informed decision about the type of bees that we want."

"Should we get Houselves to help with the work?" Luna asked. Hera made a slightly pained look. Hadrian sighed.

"Hera, remember what Kreature said. Houselves can't live without a bond of magic, and they work in return for that bond," he said.

She waved him off. "It wasn't that, the babies kicked. That's all," she said. He blushed, realizing what the sound that he'd heard but had brushed off was. "Oh, sorry," he said.

She grinned at him. "It's okay, I was pretty vocal about what I used to think about their treatment, wasn't I?" she asked.

The other three nodded. "That you were," Tyler said. "I mean, C'mon, Spew?" She glared at him. "It wasn't Spew! It was S.P.E.W.!" she said. The other three laughed and after a moment, she joined in.

"So, Houselves?" Luna asked. "Why not? It would be a big help, even with our new skills," Hadrian said. Tyler nodded and Hera joined in.

"Then it's decided! But what is not decided is how many Houselves we should get," said Luna. The four put their heads together and discussed it.

Eventually it was decided that they would get five elves for the Orchard, three elves for the Greenhouses that were going to be built, three elves for the Nursery, one Kitchen elf, five Housework elves, one elf for each of them and Harry, to be their personal Houselves, Fourteen Houselves for guests, three elves to take care of the Horses, one elf each for the pigs, goats and sheep, two elves for the cows and bulls, two elves for the poultry, one elf for the care of the bees, four elves for the hay field, four elves for the grain field, three elves for the garden, and three elves for the Vineyard.

Tyler whistled as he stared at the paper that this was written on. "This is a big list, that's a lot of Houselves," he said. The other three nodded.

"It's necessary though, I wouldn't say to get all of these unless it was necessary," Hera said.

The others nodded. "Any idea where we can get this many?" Hadrian asked. "Well, there's this place that my Gran went to, it saves and then sells abused Houselves, but they only have fifty at a time, we need sixty-five of them," Tyler said.

"I know of that place, it's where I got Mittens and Trippy, the twin Houselves. Twins are supposed to be rare, but that place had loads of them!" Hadrian said. "Yeah, my Gran, well, I suppose that she's not my Gran anymore, she's my counterpart's, but anyway, she has two sets of twin Houselves that she got from that place. One of the sets was my- err, Neville's parents until they went to St. Mungos," Tyler said.

He suddenly gained an excited face, his eyes grew animated. "Hadrian! You can use Parselmagic! You can heal my- Neville's parents!" he said, leaning across the table, pushing his empty plate away.

Hadrian contemplated it, then nodded. "We're busy today, but I can do it tomorrow before I ask Jacob to get me the adoption papers and relinquishment of custody papers for Harry. Does that sound alright? If not we can put off our plans for today and do that instead," he said.

Tyler shook his head. "No, that's alright, I understand the need to wait. He hasn't known his parents for years, one more day won't hurt him, especially when he doesn't know that they can be healed. We'll have to get our Masteries paperwork in Healing from our rooms before we go though, so that they'll let you do it," he said, leaning back.

"We'll leave as soon as I do the dishes," Hadrian said.

"I'll do them, Hadrian," Hera said. He shot her a wide grin. "Are you kidding? You can barely reach your plate, how are you going to reach the sink?" he asked.

She gave him a smirk and flicked her wand. The dishes flew off to the sink and started to wash themselves. "With magic," she answered him.

He shook his head at the obvious answer and smiled at her, wondering why he didn't think to do it with magic before.

He came up with his answer almost at once. He'd always done it the Muggle way, it soothed him, especially after she died.

He carefully kept these thoughts off of his face, so that none of the others could read it. Luna gave him a knowing look though, so he guessed that she saw before he could hide it. That or she just knew anyway, she was odd like that.

After breakfast was over they got ready to leave. Hadrian raised an eyebrow at the others just as he reached the door. "So, Luna, Hera, where are we going? To a Horse farm, a Horse shelter, or a Horse fair?" he asked as he put on his coat. Then he looked at Tyler and Luna, or more specifically, their clothes.

They were wearing wizards robes. Not something that they should be wearing if they were going to Muggle places. He waited until his question was answered first however. "Horse fairs aren't very common anymore, so I doubt there are many going on today, but we can still search for some, if you'd like, but yes to the other two," Hera said.

He nodded. Then he looked to Tyler and Luna. "Guys, you see Hera's and my clothing? See how we have shirts and pants, and not robes?" he asked. They nodded. "Change into clothes that look like them," he said.

"We don't have any clothes like yours," Tyler said. Luna nodded in agreement. Hadrian and Hera glanced at eachother. "They're both about our size," Hera said. Hadrian nodded. "Alright guys, we're going to switch your clothes into ours. Tyler, you will be wearing my clothes, Luna, you will be wearing Hera's clothes," he said, then he waved his hand and Tyler's clothes changed into a green Turtleneck and black jeans.

Luna's clothes changed into a yellow long-sleeved shirt with bluejeans. He also made her radish earrings and butterbeer cap necklace disappear to her room.

"Hey!" she protested. His eyes softened. He was very fond of Luna. He had taken her in as his little sister since his fifth year when he learned that she was being bullied. He understood that her earrings and necklace were tributes to her father and mother, along with her rather eccentric personality that she used to have.

"They're in your room. I did nothing to them but place them with your other jewelry," he told her. She huffed but nodded. "Why did you have to take them off anyway?" she asked.

He smiled. "Those things are not very normal in the Muggle world, in fact, I'm pretty sure that only you wore them. You'd be stared at, and we don't need to be stared at any more than we're going to be for buying so much livestock and Houselves. Besides that, I've already said that only you wear them. And that means little Luna does too. Do you understand?" he asked.

Her shoulders slumped as she nodded sadly. Tyler took her chin and had her look up at him. "Hey, cheer up, he only said that you couldn't wear them in public, not that you couldn't wear them while we're here on our property," he said, smiling.

She smiled brightly and kissed his cheek. "You're right, thanks, Tyler!" she said. He hugged her to him and smiled. Then he released her and both looked to the other two.

"So, where are we going?" Hadrian asked Hera and Luna. "Shouldn't we have the Deaths with us first?" Luna asked. He nodded and mentally called them. The ten Deaths appeared in the hall. "Yes, Master?" Jacob asked.

"We're going to buy our horses now, you're to come with us to pick out yours," Hadrian instructed. They nodded. "Yes, Master," they said.

Hera told them where they were headed to first and they apparated there out of sight. They found themselves at a very large horse farm. They walked up to the front door of the large house and Hadrian knocked. After several minutes a man opened the door. "Sorry 'bout makin' ya wait fer so long, 'ad another customer, 'e's leavin' now with a nice Chestnut Arabian Mare. How can I help ya Folks? I'm guessin' tha' yer buyin' a lot o' 'orses?" he asked, raising an eyebrow at their large group.

"We're looking first, but we'll probably buy some. You see, we're starting a farm and are putting horses on it for riding, and perhaps for selling later on when we have more than our farm can hold," Hadrian said.

The man smiled. "Righ' proud tha' yer choosin' my stock o' 'orses to buy from fer this. Any questions before ya all take a look at th' 'orses?" he asked. "The name's Kyle Lueman, by th' way," he said as an afterthought.

"Are there any problems with any of your horses? Ill tempers? Illnesses? Broken legs?" Hadrian asked.

Kyle nodded somberly. "Aye, I 'ave a few like tha'. Got a young Spanish Mustang tha's righ' foul tempered, rough handlin' 'e is. Got a pretty Palomino Mare tha' has Colic, she's pretty upset righ' now. An' I got a few wit' broken legs, got 'em from 'orse rescuers, said I'd take righ' good care of 'em, give 'em a good home, even though they're practically useless 'cept fer breedin'," he said.

Hadrian smiled. "I'll take a look at those, if you don't mind. I promise I can give them a good home," he said.

"Yeh can take a look at 'em, not sure if I'll sell 'em though," Kyle said.

Hadrian nodded. "That's fine. How many horses do you have that we can look through?" he asked.

"I got roughly 'round three hundred 'orses tha' you can look through. Any specific types tha' yeh want?" Kyle asked.

"Well, we know for sure that we want Spanish Mustangs, Palominos, Morgans, Minatures, and Lustianos. We'll take a look at the rest of the horses and decide then. What types do you have?" Hadrian asked.

"I got those types, an' I also got Thoroughbreds, Appaloosas, Paints, Arabians, Lipizzaners, Akat-Tekes, American Quarterhorses, American Standardbreds, Andalusians, Anglo Arebs, British Warmbloods, Freesians, Gelderlanders, Holsteins, Mustangs, Pintos, Icelandic Horses, Rocky Mountain Horses, Tennessee Walkin' Horses, Welsh Ponies, Australian Stock Horses, American Albinos, Trakehners, American Barbs, Moroccan Barbs, Gypsy Vanners, Hanoverians, Salemos, Selle Francias, Welsh Cobs, American Warmbloods, Bankers,

"Bavarian Warmbloods, Camargues, Dutch Warmbloods, East Bulgarian Horses, Gidrans, Irish Sport Horses, Kara Bakhs, Knabstrups, Mangalargas, Marchadors, Murgeses, Narikers, Novokirghizs, Oldenburgs, Percherons, Peruvian Pasos, Plevens, Russian Dons, Russian Trotters, Vkrainian Ridin' Horses, Clydesdales, Virginia Highlanders, Walkaloosas, Westphalians, Yonagunis, an' Camarillo White Horses," Kyle said, sounding as if he were reciting a speech said many times and to many different people.

Hadrian was impressed. "That's a lot of horse types. But having around three hundred horses you must have variety, I guess. All right, can you take us around to see them?" he asked.

Kyle nodded and stepped out onto the porch, closing the door behind him. He motioned them to follow him and he led them around to the barn.

"Can we take a look at that Spanish Mustang that you mentioned, if you don't mind, of course?" Hadrian asked.

Kyle nodded and motioned them down a corridor, many horses peering out of their stalls to take a look at them.

#New people. Who are they going to take away now? One of my friends again?# a nice, pitch black Mare asked. She drooped her head as they walked past, and Hadrian could feel the relief from her that she was not picked.

#Ooh! New people! I hope they pick me! They look nice, and rich, so any of us that went with them would probably be well off!# said a dark brown Stallion.

"What type of horse is he?" Hadrian asked, pointing at the horse as they passed. Kyle looked at the Stallion and smiled. "Tha' there is a Thoroughbred. 'E just turned four two months ago. 'E costs a pretty penny though," he said.

"Price is no objection to me, how much?" Jacob asked, pulling out a wallet. Hadrian placed a hand on Jacob's arm, causing Jacob to look at him questioningly.

"I pay, remember?" Hadrian asked. "But, Hadrian-" Jacob started to say, but Hadrian cut him off. "You have done much for me already, I will pay. It is the least that I can do for you when you have done so much for us," Hadrian said.

He kept his gaze steady until Jacob dropped his gaze and nodded, putting his wallet back. 'Yes, Master,' Jacob said in Hadrian's mind.

Hadrian nodded and turned to face Kyle. "So, my friend would like this Horse. But I have a few questions before we purchase him. What is his pedigree? How is his health? How is his Temper? How well has he been trained? Has he been broken to ride? Is he good for trail riding? Does he do any tricks? What are his habits? How much does he eat? When was the last time he saw the farrier, vet, and dentist? And, finally, how much does he cost?" he asked.

"Well, lessee, 'e comes from a long line o' prize Stallions an' his grandfather is a prize Racehorse turned Stud horse. 'Is health is fine. Ya know the phrase ' 'ealthy as a 'orse'? Tha' phrase fits him great! 'Is temper is great, very mellow, but 'e's a determined little feller, 'e is. 'E has been trained to pull plows, carriages, wagons, an' sleds. 'E can pull stumps or posts. 'E knows 'ow to jump, if yeh want tha'. Yea, all 'orses 'ere 'ave been broke to ride an' 'e knows 'ow to pick 'is way through trails well enough to take 'im trail ridin', as long as they're not rough trails. No, 'e doesn't do any tricks, despi' grownin' up wit' Lipizzaners, but I'm sure tha' you could teach 'im. 'E's not incapable of learnin'.

'E likes bein' brushed an' bein' rubbed down, an' 'e likes to be exercised in th' afternoon, but I think tha's all. 'E eats 'bout a bale an' a haf o' hay a day, includin' the half bale tha' 'e eats at night. 'E sees the farrier ev'ry three months, an' th' Vet an' dentist once a year, and tha' was last month. An' 'e costs thirteen thousand pounds," Kyle said, squinting up at him, looking as though he was seeing if Hadrian was serious about buying such an expensive horse.

Hadrian nodded and pulled out his wallet and thought the amount. "Have your men bring him around to where you keep them when you are having multiple sales. I expect that I'll have the others brought out there soon," he said as he handed Kyle the money.

Kyle took the money and pocketed it. He shouted to a stable hand and instructed him to lead the horse out front. As the horse was being led away- with much cheering on the horses part- Kyle peered up at Hadrian. "Yeh said that yeh'd take good care of 'em, righ'?" he asked.

Hadrian's gaze met Kyle's and he said as seriously as he could, "If I could swear an oath that would kill me if I broke it, I would make one to you that none of the horses that you will give me, or indeed, any horse that I buy, will be mistreated in any fashion. Will this satisfy you?" he asked.

Kyle hesitated, then nodded firmly. "I believe ya. I can sense tha' yer a good man. I don' think tha' I'll regre' sellin' any o' my horses to yeh. Now, c'mon, yeh wanted ta look at tha' foul tempered horse, didn' ya?" he asked.

Hadrian smiled. "That I did, lead the way please," he said.

Kyle led them around to the back of the barn and they saw a pitch black Spanish Mustang. As soon as the Stallion saw them his ears went back and he bared his teeth. #More silly humans that wish to touch me and beat me, and buy me so that they can sell me for more money than they bought me for! Well, I won't let them!# he said and he stomped his foot in warning.

Hadrian looked at Kyle. "Has this horse ever been abused? Before he came here?" he asked.

Kyle nodded sadly. "Aye, this un came to me skittish an' 'ighly beaten an' abused. 'E was also severely malnourished an' had many wounds, tha' 'ave been 'ealed well, as yeh can see. Bu' it's been a 'ard won battle ta get 'im 'ealed an' ta win 'is trust. Bu' now 'e scares ev'ryone tha' wants ta buy him. Can' say I blame 'im though, goin' through wha' 'e's gone through. I'll give ya fifteen minutes ta win 'is trust, after tha' ya leave 'im alone, alrigh'?" he asked.

Hadrian nodded. "It's a deal. You may stay in sight, but can you please stay out of hearing? I promise that I won't harm him," he said.

Kyle nodded. "I believe yeh, I'll be over 'ere," he said, pointing to the corner of the line of stalls, that was just barely out of hearing range. Hadrian nodded and Kyle shuffled over to the corner and then turned to watch Hadrian like a hawk.

Hadrian turned to the horse. #Can you tell me your name?# he asked softly. The Stallion's ears flickered forward in surprise before going back to being flat on his head.

#Why should I tell you, human?# he asked, stomping his foot again.

Hadrian smiled. #My name is Hadrian Potter, I am a Wizard. I am also the Master of Death# he said.

The horse stomped his foot again and made a threatening noise. #As if that should impress me, human! You're all the same, thinking that just because you have a title that you are more important than anyone else! Well I don't care who or what you are, you're just a human to me!# he said.

#Thank you for that. I've only ever wanted to be 'just Harry' but no-one would let me be 'just Harry'. Perhaps you will if you let me buy you?# Hadrian asked.

#Why do you want to buy me anyway?# the horse asked warily.

#Because you are hurting inside, I want to take away that pain# Hadrian said.

The horse smelled him, taking a careful sniff. #You are telling the truth. I can smell that# The horse smelled him some more. #You have an odd scent. Like dirt, but not unpleasant either# He was quiet for a few seconds. Then, #My mother called me Midnight#

Hadrian nodded. #Well, Midnight, may I help you?# he asked.

#How? How can you help me. The human who bought me has helped me all he can already# Midnight said.

#Mentally. I can heal your mind from the horrors of the abuse that you've suffered through. You won't jump at or be scared of everything ever again, if you'll let me# Hadrian said.

#And then you will leave me alone and let me stay where I have grown comfortable?# Midnight asked, letting his ears flick forward.

#If you still wish me to by the time I'm done, then yes# Hadrian said, though he wanted to own this horse very much. He didn't know why but he felt a certain... pull from this horse.

#Very well then. What must I do?# Midnight asked.

#Look at me in the eyes, you will feel a slight tug on your mind. That is me, pulling you into my mind. If you do not resist then we can get this done much faster. I will then enter your mind and find all of the abuse and then either erase it from your mind, or if you don't want that, I will dull the pain. Either way you will be much better off# Hadrian said.

#I do not want to forget about it entirely, not because I like it, but because I do not want gaps in my memory that I will be unable to remember. Can you just dull it?# Midnight asked.

Hadrian nodded. #I can. Now, are you ready?# he asked.

Midnight jerked his head into a nod. #Yes, human, I am ready. But why must you bring me into your mind first? Why not just go directly into mine? How do you do that anyway?# he asked.

#I only have fifteen minutes to do this, ten now, and this will take much longer than fifteen minutes. In my mind I can make a second out here an hour in there. As for how, it's complicated. I'll try to explain when I'm done, okay?# Hadrian asked.

Midnight nodded again, then Hadrian pulled Midnight into his mind. Midnight looked around at the wide open field with lots of flowers in it with astonishment. #How can all of this be in a person's mind?# he asked himself.

#When a person can enter their mindscape they can manipulate what it looks like. I changed it to look like this to make you feel comfortable. If there is something else that you would prefer, just name it# Hadrian said from Midnight's side.

Midnight whinnied in alarm and galloped across the field. He stopped a few yards away and looked back. Hadrian was watching him worriedly. #I apologize for scaring you. I did not mean to. Please forgive me. Will you allow me to walk up close to you?# Hadrian asked.

It took some time, but eventually Midnight calmed down enough to answer. #I forgive you, but only because I can tell that you were telling the truth about not meaning to scare me. And I would prefer it if you stopped a few feet away from me# he said.

Hadrian smiled. #I will only come as close as you wish me to. When you tell me to stop, I will# he said. Then at Midnight's nod, he began to walk slowly closer to Midnight. He stopped six feet away when Midnight told him to.

#Alright. As long as I can see your eyes clearly I can begin. Are you ready? Are you calm enough?# Hadrian asked.

#I am as calm as I am going to get right now. I've let you closer than I'm comfortable with. I am ready# Midnight said.

Hadrian nodded. He locked eyes with Midnight and gently entered into Midnight's mind. He gently searched Midnight's memories, starting with his earliest ones. He dulled every memory that held abuse until he could only feel a shadow of the pain.

He felt great anger as the severity of the abuse made itself known to him and he didn't realize that it was pouring off of him until he felt Midnight's panic. Though at the same time Midnight was touched that Hadrian was feeling anger at what was done to him, and not anger at him.

Hadrian toned down on the feelings of anger and soothed Midnight, which was not as hard to do now that more than half of the memories were dulled. #I'm sorry for scaring you. I'm just so angry at what you had to go through. If you ever need anything from me, ask, and I will do what I can# he said.

Midnight whinnied in pleasure and nodded. #I understand. Thank you for your offer# he said.

Hadrian nodded and continued to dull the memories. When he was done he wiped his forehead with the back of his hand and sighed. #There, I am done. How do you feel?# he asked.

Midnight whinnied in happiness and shook his mane. He made a few laps around Hadrian and then butted Hadrian with his head. #I feel much better. I don't feel so scared anymore. I can remember what was done, but I can't feel much emotion to it. It's like it is someone else's memory!# he said.

Hadrian grinned and stroked Midnight's neck as Midnight pressed his head into Hadrian. #I'm glad that it worked so well. Is there anything else that I can do for you while we're here?# he asked.

Midnight pulled back and stared at Hadrian in the eye. #I want you to ride me. I want to know what it's like to be ridden without fear# he said.

Hadrian patted Midnight's snout. #I can do that. Ready, Midnight?# he asked, walking over to Midnight's side.

#Ready, Hadrian# Midnight said.

Hadrian grinned as he leaped onto Midnight's back.

#You called me by my name!# he said.

Midnight started to walk around, then he began trotting. #It's only right. You healed me mentally, I should call you by your name# he said, head held high in an arch.

Hadrian laughed. #Thank you# he said.

Midnight gave a snort and a toss of the head in return.

After trotting for a few minutes, Midnight began galloping with no warning, but Hadrian was ready. He had been preparing for that for about a minute. Horse and Rider laughed as they galloped together as one body.

#I'm going to stop# Midnight warned. Hadrian nodded and Midnight slowed down to a trot, then a walk, and then he stopped.

Hadrian got off and patted Midnight's side as Midnight cooled down. He made a stream of water appear and Midnight drank out of it gratefully.

When he was done, he stared at Hadrian thoughtfully. Hadrian waited patiently for him to speak. After several minutes, he did.

#I don't want to leave where I've grown comfortable, but you have healed me in a way that my owner has never been able to do, and that has forged a bond between us. So, perhaps I will be happier with you. If you don't buy me though, would you come visit me a lot?# he asked.

Hadrian gave a glad smile. #Of course I'd visit you. But I would like to buy you, as long as you're okay with that. I can also heal you physically, more than any vet has been able to do for you# he said.

#Really?# Midnight asked in wonder. #I would not be in any pain anymore?#

#Yes, no more pain# Hadrian answered.

#And you would do this even if you didn't buy me?# Midnight asked.

#Of course. I said that I wanted to heal you, didn't I?# Hadrian asked.

#Yes, you did... Very well, I will go with you, if my owner sells me# Midnight said.

#I'm glad# Hadrian said and he hugged Midnight around the neck. Then he gently pushed Midnight out of his mind and left it as well.

Hadrian blinked and then smiled as he focused on the real world. He walked up to Midnight, ignoring Kyle's shout of warning, and patted him on the side. Midnight leaned into the touch.

#So, how did you do the mind thing anyway?# Midnight asked.

Hadrian smiled. #I am known as a Legillimence. Meaning a mind walker, or a mind reader. I can pull you into my mind, or I can enter into your mind and read your thoughts. The only way you could stop me is to become an Occlumence. I don't know if an animal can become one, but we can try# he said.

#Yes, please# Midnight said.

"We' I be! Tha' ol' 'orse is lettin' ya touch 'im! 'Ow'd ya manage tha'?" Kyle asked loudly as he walked up.

Hadrian smiled as he turned to look at him. "I'm a Horse whisperer, Sir. I can make almost any horse like me," he said.

Kyle just smiled in amazement. "I'll say! 'Ow much are yeh willin' ta pay fer 'im?" he asked.

"Excuse me?" Hadrian asked.

"'E's yers, jus' name a price tha' yer willin' ta pay fer 'im!" Kyle said.

"I'll pay however much he was going to be sold for, he's worth it to me," Hadrian said.

#Hadrian!# Midnight said. Hadrian gave him a sharp glance for him to be quiet.

Kyle looked thoughtful. "Tell yeh wha', ya pay 'alf price. 'E's wort' ten grand. Pay 'alf tha' an' I'll be 'appy tha' 'e's goin' somewhere where 'e'll be 'appy," he said.

"Deal," Hadrian said and he shook Kyle's hand. He pulled out his wallet and pulled out the amount that was asked and handed it over to Kyle, who pocketed it.

"We' I'll jus' 'ave 'im taken 'round fron' now, ta be put wit' th' otha one," Kyle said and he whistled for the stable boy, who came and took Midnight away to the front holding pen.

The rest of the horse picking went quickly. Hera got a Palomino, Luna got a Morgan, Tyler got a Lustiano, they got five miniature's for their unborn babies for when they were grown enough, Taylor got a Lipizzaner, Hades got an Arabian, Ashley got a Freesian, Thanatos got an Anglo Areb, Kate got an Andalusian, Osiris got a Stock Horse, Bianca got a Gelderlander, Anubis got a British Warmblood, and Leah got a Holstein.

"Yeh go' some 'orse trailers ta take 'em wit'" Kyle asked as they stood out front near the horse pen.

Jacob pointed to a bend in the road where nine trucks with horse trailers were parked. "Right there," he said.

Kyle scratched his head in puzzlement. "Huh, funny tha' I didna see 'em there," he said.

Their group smiled. "Alrigh' boys, le's get 'em loaded up, Hadrian's an' th' Thoroughbred in one, th' Palomino an' Morgan in anotha, th' Lustiano an' th' Lipizzaner in anotha, th' Arabian an' th' Freesian in anotha, th' Anglo Areb an' th' Stock 'Orse on anotha, th' Andalusian an' th' Gelderlander on anotha, th' British Warmblood an' th' Holstein on anotha, an' three Miniature's on one an' two on th' las' un," Kyle said, directing the Stable hands to the Trailers.

After they were loaded Hadrian turned to Kyle as the rest of their group were loading into the trucks.

"Kyle, I'm gonna have my younger cousin coming to live with me in the next few days to a week. Do you mind if I come back again with him to pick out his horse?" he asked.

Kyle smiled. "No' at all! Congrats! 'Ow old is 'e?" he asked.

Hadrian returned the smile. "He'll be turning ten in July. Thank you for your help. I will see you soon," he said and he jogged to one of the trucks and hopped in right next to Hera.

They drove until they were out of sight of everyone, then Jacob transported the Trucks and Trailers to the farm where they then unloaded the horses into the pasture.

They then made other trips to other farms to buy the other farm animals that they needed for their farm. They put them in their intended spots.

The day ended on a good note, with many smiles and laughs, before they went to bed, ready for the next day.

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