A Happy Beginning

Chapter One

This first chapter has a lot of background information and other parts that I felt were necessary to include in order to set the story up correctly, so please bare with me. Next few chapters will get much more interesting, I promise! Anyway, enjoy! And as always, please let me know your thoughts :) xx

"Mom!" Henry shouted from the top of the staircase, attempting to balance two overly packed boxes in his hands. He rolled his eyes as soon as he heard a burst of giggles from the living room downstairs.

A mere handful of seconds later, an enthusiastic and energetic Leia burst into the foyer, "Henwy!"

No matter how irritating Henry found his little sister to be at times, it was almost impossible for him not to smile every time she said his name; he had already began dreading the day she learned how to properly pronounce her R's. Leia was only a little over three years old, but she was the most sharp-witted toddler Henry had ever met. If it were not for her obvious but endearing misuse of the R sound, her petite frame, and a round face accented by her chubby cheeks, there would not be a single person who did not think Leia was twice her actual age.

Aside from the obvious age difference, Leia and Henry had more in common than he liked to admit. She loved reading and had begged Henry to take her on library trips ever since she could talk; it had become somewhat of a tradition for them to go to the library every Saturday morning after Emma's obligatory "at least once a week family breakfast" before Henry headed to Storybrooke to spend his weekends with Regina. Although most of their family came from fairytale backgrounds, Leia's fascination with the fairytale world was utterly inspired by Henry's own obsession with it; an obsession that had grown so much throughout the years that he was now majoring in English Literature with a focus on Myths, Fairytales, and Folklore at Boston University.

Leia's interests had always mirrored Henry's, but physically, she was their mother's carbon copy. A tumble of thick, honey blonde curls covered the entirety of her head, some pieces sometimes even falling over her large emerald green eyes that were tinted with gray hues and remorselessly pulled you in the minute you drowned in them. She had a small, button nose that fit her face in a faultless manner, and heart shaped lips that were naturally rosy in color. Her personality, on the other hand, was distinctly identical to her father's, except for her mother's clear stubbornness that seeped through from time to time. Leia was confident, dedicated, and even more charming than Killian, if that was even possible.

"Where's mom?" Asked Henry, slowly walking down the stairs, trying not to fall over because of the boxes.

Leia shrugged and hugged the bottom of the railing, intensely watching Henry struggle his way down, "With daddy," she focused her gaze on the top box, "I think."

The summer term had come to an end and Henry was getting ready to head back to school. His parents living in the city was convenient, but he had been offered a full ride to Boston University and he was not about to pass up the opportunity to live in the dorms on his own; he treasured his independence and privacy far too much. Henry, although almost twenty years old and fully independent, spent as much time as he could with his family because they were still as close as ever. During the week, even though he spent most days balancing his time between classes, writing his novel, extra-curriculars, and a semi-normal college social life, Henry always tried making it home for at least a dinner or two, which never failed to put both Emma and Killian in an instant good mood; they loved having both their kids home more than anything. During the weekends, after having breakfast with his parents and sister, Henry would drive over to Storybrooke and spend time with Regina and his grandparents. If Emma and Killian were not too caught up at work, they would, at times, even join Henry on those weekend trips back to Storybrooke; Emma always complained about how they did not go visit her parents enough anyway.