bl4thnat

[bl4thnat]

"toodaloo, darlin'! i'll have some dittany read for you next week, okay?" the irish lilt echoes down the cobbles of the alley, like that of a morning birdsong. a bright smile pulls across rosy lips, freckled cheeks pulled up high to showcase the joy she feels as she offers a finger-wave to the owner of the apothecary she exits. sandalled feet step away from the crooked building, manicured nails scraping away a line of purple paint as she moves.

maggie had come to diagon alley after a day in her greenhouse and garden, a fresh litter of herbs for all forms of magical malidies and pains in need of pruning and harvesting. after dropping off the last supply box her intention was to simply return home and start on dinner, she was thinking either shepherds pie or bangers and mash - it was a hard decision.

whilst in her thoughts, maggie bumped into another patron of the alley and had to steady herself on the nearby wall, thankful for the bulky bricks for once in her life. "oh my!" her voice comes out high-pitched for a moment before her attention is brought to the other person, features calmly softening. "i'm alright, my dear, are you?" once steady, a hand is held out to the other in case of steadying needed, "you look exhausted."

may the 19th | present, what present?

LOCATION : diagon alley TIME : 19th of may FEATURING : open ! @startertms

The late spring light clung to the cobblestones of Diagon Alley, as Daphne stepped out of St Mungo’s, exhaustion settling over her shoulders. Her shift had ended later than expected—or rather, later than contracted. She was always at odd hours ever since her rotations in the maternity ward had started, which now felt like the new normal.

Her thoughts were still half-caught in the cries of the last newborn of the day (or rather, the first, as her day had already given way to a new one), when a realisation struck her: time was slipping through her fingers. What day was it? Had she missed it already? No—surely not. She still had time. Didn’t she?

She moved through the alley without truly looking, mind drifting from shopfronts to memories, to the kind of gifts that could have made up for her mistake. How could she have forgotten to plan for her sisters’ birthday? (And hers, too.) She barely noticed the noise around her until— a shoulder touching hers, altering their equilibrium.

“Oh,” she breathed, trying to steady herself, one hand reaching out instinctively not  to fall—  on the floor, or on the person she had bumped into . She raised her gaze — and for a brief moment, her steps faltered again, while standing, as the world around her seemed to pause, like a breath held under starlight. Was she surprised, or worried? “Apologies," she whispered. "Are you well?” she asked, the apology in her voice edged with something warmer—  motherly, even.

[bl4thnat]

⧼  bryce dallas howard, cis woman, she/her   /   thursday by jess glynne + tiny fingers hold the hand of a sister and a father before a lowering coffin, a vivid memory of grief and confusion for a child; the youngest and the naive, the hopeful and the cowardly, she found comfort in the arms of an older sister - magic brought about a twinkling light and warmth similar to that of her mother's smile; with an affinity for plants, big and small, there was a dream building to take hold of this new world and not squander the chance; the loss of a sister and the violence of that world sends her fleeing, hiding within the walls of a home that felt all too small and big all at once - to carry on without her other half caused a heavy heart until her boy arrived, an baby with an explosive attitude and infectious humour that pushed away the grief; a forgotten wand lay dormant in the walls of her home as she watches her son grow and grieve and wonder ; motherly and protective, she holds her heart, her son, close.   ⧽   ━━   hey, isn’t that MARGARET MAEVE FINNIGAN (NEÉ MACDONALD)? i read a daily prophet article on them, once ; the FORTY-SEVEN year old [ muggle born ] WITCH is a [ GRYFFINDOR alumnus who has gone on to be a MUGGLE HERBALIST AND PART-TIME SUPPLIER OF HERBS TO LOCAL APOTHECARIES ]. i’ve heard they can be quite CARING & CURIOUS, but i don’t know… they came off very OVERPROTECTIVE & COWARDLY in that interview. it really is hard to know what to believe these days though, isn’t it?

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