10-11-2023, 06:53 PM
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Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19 Christmas was in the air!
This year, Aria was taking extra care to shop for the people on her extensive list. Her brothers - Caes, Darius and Luther - were already covered, as were her fathers, Uncle Deacon and Aunt Mae. However, she now had two new additions to her family: two nephews! Oh, her heart could burst from love for those munchkins! It was these munchkins that she was currently searching for the ideal gifts for. Actually, Aria already had designed and knitted cute little jumpers for them already but she needed to spoil those nephews MORE!
Yes, Aria Mae McLeod was a doting aunt!
The twenty year old was humming cheerfully to herself as she passed the shops of Diagon Alley while occasionally she absently tugged at the rather Christmas-y shirt; it was designed with little bunches of mistletoes. That and the pair blue jeans radiated warmth to her skin and were quite comfortable. On her feet, Aria wore flats because heels in this icy weather were a big no-no. It could result in her sliding and breaking her pretty neck. Normandie never knew what to get her dad for special occasions, and with his birthday and Christmas falling within a month of each other, she was pulling double gift duty. Holy hippogriffs, why was he so hard to buy for?! He never wanted anything! And he always seemed so sad at the holidays, as much as he tried to pretend that he wasn’t. She knew why; he missed her mom.
Unlike her dad, Normandie always loved the holiday season, and her attire reflected her festive mood. She wore a top with a mistletoe pattern, jeans, and flats. The red-haired young woman stood to one side of the street, her bluish-green eyes scanning the shop windows in search of something to buy for her dad. A new wizards’ chess set or dark detector from Wiseacre’s? Books from Flourish and Blotts? A new shirt from Madam Malkin’s?
As she looked around, she spotted another young woman about her own age and did a double take. Wow, that outfit looked familiar! It was exactly like hers. What were the odds of that? “Hi! Nice outfit!” she said with a smile.
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