Post by Deleted on Mar 30, 2019 1:07:04 GMT -7
our memories are sceneries.
21ST DECEMBER 2024
VERONICA HAD ALWAYS hated looking like a complete muggle. It felt strange, to wear their garments, the classic clothing of hoodies, jeans…Things that the younger generation, Gabriel and even her son wore. Appearance had always been a big thing for the Ollivander, especially the thought of elegance. Without it and tradition…Who was she? Without a dress, or some form of a professional approach to her clothing, the eldest Ollivander knew she would have no seriousness to her life. But here she was, on the twenty-first in a deep blue over-sized hoodie and even black jeans. Disgusting.
Requesting a little favour from Gabriel to pick up her son from King’s Cross, she sat on the steps of their family home. While she had a home of her own, with Christmas’ eventual arrival, she thought it would be nice to spend some time with the family. As she waited, Veronica took the time to wedge a cigarette in between her fingers. She had always hated crowds, especially the ones at Kings Cross. It made her feel small and frail, a place she hated to find herself in, especially as it reminded her of her jealous past with Gal- Francis’ and their upbringing. But as an adult, closer to forty than ever, it became easier to not think of her brother. Unless Christmas was coming. She knew she would have to approach him eventually, as she didn’t feel the need to discuss plans with Gabriel, who was…A little to hyper for her likings when it came to topics such as family dinners for annual holidays. And Eleanor…Well. Eleanor hated Veronica. At least, the brunette had a gut feeling she did.
Flicking against the butt of her cigarette to rid herself of the useless ashes, Veronica exhaled nicotine smoke into the air as she waited for the two boys to arrive. Her son had been in Hogwarts since the start of the new term, enjoying fourth year or so she believed, but she was glad he appreciated his new wand that she had experimented with. Though this Christmas, the gifts she had for him came from a selection. To see his father, another experimental wand…Or something else, the last details had rid her mind. Maybe she wasn’t a bad mother after all. Gabriel on the other hand was easy to please, hence why Veronica preferred his company over the rest of her siblings.
@gabriel & hopefully this works!