silent night (gus) Dec 21, 2016 1:20:45 GMT -6
Post by hestia on Dec 21, 2016 1:20:45 GMT -6
Ever since she was a little girl Christmas had remained Hestia's favorite holiday. She remembers fondly the grand tree they would put up and the sparkling decorations that littered the halls of their home. Her mother had always been big into the holiday and the thought is one of the few things that pains Hestia about her mother's condition. It's been nearly three years now and she hasn't gotten any better. That meant two Christmas' her mother couldn't properly partake in-- though she fiercely told her daughter she would do just that-- and Hestia had taken it upon herself to bring the same charm to their holidays her mother always had. The house she lived in with her now was smaller than their old home in the states, but it was cozy and Hestia had already spent much of the last few weeks setting everything up just right. There was still some things missing, however, including their yearly new Christmas ornament. She'd found that Diagon Alley had a nice place that sold them during the occasion a few weeks ago and that's what prompted the trip today. Barely a week before Christmas at that.
Although, perhaps her trip wasn't entirely selfless in a sense. For as the bricks gave way to the magical street, Hestia's hand rested on the elbow of a man's before she stepped fully inside. She pulled her cloak closer to herself and glanced up at him, brilliant smile forming on her lips. "Well, then. "Where should we start, eh?" She questioned cheerfully, "Most ladies appreciate jewelry, but I don't think we should go that route. New dress robes are out the window, too. Is here anything you know she wants?" Hestia continued with the same abruptness, a woman on a mission as she navigated their way out of a crowd of people. She still wasn't all too fond of the crowded alley way itself, but had since learned not to voice her opinions in front of her British companions. They liked it, she found it to be like they were packed up tight like a can of sardines.
She glanced into one of the shops in full form with Christmas Decorations, one of the ornaments for sale casting a brilliant light. Biting down on her lip the woman turned away from it telling herself she'd come back later. There was no reason to deal with such sad affairs when with present company. "Well?" She insisted in a breath, "What about anyone else, too? You haven't forgotten anyone important?" She had no doubt he wasn't all that interested in Christmas shopping given the grumbling he'd given her when she found out he hadn't found something nice for his sister yet. So she continued to doubt he'd bought anything, if much at all. But at least he was here with her, putting up with her demanding he look for something. It was something and she found she was delighted he came-- Though she was trying very hard to pretend she didn't.
nudge for changes <33