A daily stroll

Avory Brandt

Well-Known Member
 
Messages
475
OOC First Name
Pat
Wand
Ivy Wand 13" Essence of Gargoyle Tooth
Age
4/1997
Pulling her coat over her Avory checked the Aleric was well wrapped up aswell. Pulling his blanket over him and tightly tucking it in between him so it wouldn't fall out of his pram, Avory set out for her daily stroll. The young Death Eater had taken to going out for a walk almost everyday now, just her and her son so she could get out of the house for a while. She was glad that she had taken to having a walk everyday as she had been able to shift her baby weight fairly quickly, meaning she could get back into her designer clothes. If she took pride in one thing, apart from her son, it was her fashion sence. She had always had a knack for good clothes and being able to get into her favorite items of clothing once again was something she was very happy about.

As she walked down through Brightstone she saw a bigtop and rolled her eyes as she saw the crowds around the place. Avory had no time for performers of that kind, they didn't amuse her like they seemed to do with normal people. Taking a seat under a near-by tree Avory turned Aleric's pram so her son was facing her and not the stupid people near-by. She began to play with her son by picking up a few of his toys. Never did she think that she would love a child as much as she loved Aleric.
 
Christobelle had been told time and time again that it was important for her to go for walks and get fresh air, because cooping herself in her room painting, drawing and sewing, while nice, was probably not good for her. So, in the cool winter air, Christobelle wrapped her dark cloak around her, essentially obscuring her black dress from view, and walked, once more keeping her eyes to the ground. She kind of hoped she wouldn't run in to Robin again. Oh, she liked the guy...maybe a little too much...but she was probably nothing more than a number to him, and Christobelle didn't want to face any embarassment today.

Oh, but there were plenty of crowds looking at performers. Christobelle shuddered. She loved the circus dearly, but it wasn't something that she wanted to see at all today. So, as she turned around, she stumbled on a fallen branch and dropped to her knees right near a woman with a pram. "Uh, uh, sincerest apologies, um, ma'am..." she began, blushing, hoping she hadn't offended the woman at all. "C-congratulations," she added quietly, motioning to the pram.
 
Avory couldn’t believe how lucky she was as she gazed at her son lovingly. He was such an adorable child and she could only hope that he would grow up to be as handsome as his father. Avory raised her glance from that of her son to the view of the crowd, bigger than before she had gotten there. She shook her head disapprovingly; it was truly an ugly site to behold. To her circus performers we no better than, she shuddered, muggle-borns or muggles. “They should stay in the muggle world. What they are doing can’t even be described as magic.” she scowled quietly to herself, returning her gaze to Aleric, the only thing that calmed her lately.

Avory noticed something fall near the pram, quickly pushing it out of the way she glared at the woman on the ground in front of her. Oh good, she’s already on her knees begging for forgiveness she thought coldly to herself. “Apologises indeed.” she said, anger in her voice. “I suggest you watch where you are going next time.” she said, poison lacing her words at the young woman. “Thank you.” she said, even those words cold as the weather, before checking on Aleric that the woman hadn’t disturbed him.
 

Users who are viewing this thread

Back
Top