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If there was one thing you had to know about Trixie Broadmoor, it was that she would always make time to see her beloved friends and family. It was the reason why she had jumped at the opportunity to go out for lunch with one of her closest friends from childhood, Vashti. The poor woman had been through the worst pain Trixie could imagine with the loss of her husband and the blonde would always feel guilty that she still had her partner by her side and that she couldn’t take that grief away from Vashti. Freddie had always been a relatively sickly person but the thought of losing the man who had been by her side since she was seventeen was utterly unbearable.
The former Head Girl had taken that day off of work as a Professor of Healing Studies at the university in order to meet with her friend. She had found it much easier to schedule time now that her five children were all grown up, although the thought that her eldest Tabitha was turning thirty-five that year was truly horrifying. Having also spent the past thirty-three years as a Healer and only recently making the switch to teach rather than practice had also left her with spare time of which she could make the effort to socialise.
Her blonde tresses tied neatly in a ponytail curled to perfection as it always was and her heeled shoes clip-clopping along the cobbled pavestones that lined Diagon Alley, Trixie headed into the Leaky Cauldron perfectly on time. She spotted the brunette nestled in a booth and with a soft smile on her face approached her friend.
“Vashti, my love” she greeted in her posh sing-song like tone, her arms outstretched ready for a hug. “It has been far too long.” In her opinion anyway. |