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Another gift was eventually passed to Nicolas this one being from Daniel, it was a special reserve brand of Scottish fire whiskey. Of course the effort would be made in the giving of gifts but for now that was all the allowance he would give the man. After all he was dating his baby girl and had not declared what his intentions for her were as of yet. Daniel had considered that perhaps they just didn't do that type of thing any more and Chloe had told him that it was simply much too early to be thinking such things. Mimsy was given another gift to pass along, this one she deposited on Chloe's lap as Sakura opened the book of 'Fortifying charms and How to Protect Yourself in the Real World'. The inscription was made by her father and rising from her seat she walked over and kissed him on his crown though she had really wanted to smack him over the head with the book instead.
Sitting down again she held the title of the book up for Nicolas to see, trying to hide the exasperated smile behind the cover as she did so. Her mother in the mean time opened up a box that contained some beautiful candles. She thanked Nicolas graciously for them and passed one to Sakura to smell. It had the devine scent of apples but when Sakura smelt it she looked at it strangely before picking up the card inside the box and reading it aloud. The fact that they were charmed to smell something different to each person was most likely the reason, she had smelt Nicolas very strongly. Passing the candle back to her mother as Mimsy gave more gifts, Sakura thanked her mother for the beautiful bottle of perfume and soon her father was sitting down having let Mimsy pass the last gift to Nicolas.
Sakura opened the present before her and looked at the title not knowing whether to chuck the book at Nicolas as well or not. She could not contain the burst of laughter that rose within her though as she held the book up for her mother to see. Chloe laughed as well as Sakura thanked him but while doing so two slips of paper sailed out from the book. Sakura picked them up and stared at them. She was very rarely rendered speechless but this was one of those times. She had only mentioned to him her favourite team and had most likely given him a headache with her gripes on how all the tickets were sold out for the big exhibition game and yet here were two tickets for the game. A hand rose as the tips of her fingers touched her mouth, not sure whether she wanted to laugh or cry at his thoughtfulness. Rising slowly she walked over and kissed him tenderly on his cheek.
"Thank you" she whispered before sitting down again beside her mother, as she used to as a child she rested her head on her mothers shoulder snuggled up on the sofa with her, cradling the tickets to her as if they were gold dust. Which in the quidditch industry at that point and time, they certainly were.
Daniel in the mean time was tearing through his own gifts and actually was delightfully surprised by the gift that Nicolas had given him and even burst out in fits and howls of laughter at the inscription. He reached across and patted him heartily in way of a thank you.
"Tis not luck that's needed out there today my boy, tis skill. Pure skill." Daniel thanked his wife and daughter for their gift as well. Sakura was on tender hooks now, her trying to cook was supposed to have been a big whopper of a gift for Nicolas if she had been able to pull it off but she hadn't and there had been no time to run to the shops to buy him anything. So most of the night she had spent pacing her room until she had remembered the potions she had created when living in Bulgaria. The one she had chosen to give him had been her first real success. It was laid now in the confines of a navy box no bigger than his palm. The inner box was lined with navy satin cushioning the intricate detailed bottle of smokey glass with silver mesh and ruby looking stones. The note on top of the bottle explained what it actually was, 'Moment of Memory'. Just a pure drop was all that was needed and the person would see clear and vivid images of a memory long ago thought lost or forgotten. The drop was supposed to be placed on the palm of your hand and the smallest of hollograms seemed to appear from it. The outer card merely said 'love Sakura'.
As he opened it she distracted herself by calling Mimsy to her and handing her a box. Each year they bestowed a gift to the house elf and each year they had to reassure her that it was not clothing, though Daniel had purposefully tried to sneak in a mitten one year. The house elf thanked the family and left the room to prepare breakfast.
Sitting down again she held the title of the book up for Nicolas to see, trying to hide the exasperated smile behind the cover as she did so. Her mother in the mean time opened up a box that contained some beautiful candles. She thanked Nicolas graciously for them and passed one to Sakura to smell. It had the devine scent of apples but when Sakura smelt it she looked at it strangely before picking up the card inside the box and reading it aloud. The fact that they were charmed to smell something different to each person was most likely the reason, she had smelt Nicolas very strongly. Passing the candle back to her mother as Mimsy gave more gifts, Sakura thanked her mother for the beautiful bottle of perfume and soon her father was sitting down having let Mimsy pass the last gift to Nicolas.
Sakura opened the present before her and looked at the title not knowing whether to chuck the book at Nicolas as well or not. She could not contain the burst of laughter that rose within her though as she held the book up for her mother to see. Chloe laughed as well as Sakura thanked him but while doing so two slips of paper sailed out from the book. Sakura picked them up and stared at them. She was very rarely rendered speechless but this was one of those times. She had only mentioned to him her favourite team and had most likely given him a headache with her gripes on how all the tickets were sold out for the big exhibition game and yet here were two tickets for the game. A hand rose as the tips of her fingers touched her mouth, not sure whether she wanted to laugh or cry at his thoughtfulness. Rising slowly she walked over and kissed him tenderly on his cheek.
"Thank you" she whispered before sitting down again beside her mother, as she used to as a child she rested her head on her mothers shoulder snuggled up on the sofa with her, cradling the tickets to her as if they were gold dust. Which in the quidditch industry at that point and time, they certainly were.
Daniel in the mean time was tearing through his own gifts and actually was delightfully surprised by the gift that Nicolas had given him and even burst out in fits and howls of laughter at the inscription. He reached across and patted him heartily in way of a thank you.
"Tis not luck that's needed out there today my boy, tis skill. Pure skill." Daniel thanked his wife and daughter for their gift as well. Sakura was on tender hooks now, her trying to cook was supposed to have been a big whopper of a gift for Nicolas if she had been able to pull it off but she hadn't and there had been no time to run to the shops to buy him anything. So most of the night she had spent pacing her room until she had remembered the potions she had created when living in Bulgaria. The one she had chosen to give him had been her first real success. It was laid now in the confines of a navy box no bigger than his palm. The inner box was lined with navy satin cushioning the intricate detailed bottle of smokey glass with silver mesh and ruby looking stones. The note on top of the bottle explained what it actually was, 'Moment of Memory'. Just a pure drop was all that was needed and the person would see clear and vivid images of a memory long ago thought lost or forgotten. The drop was supposed to be placed on the palm of your hand and the smallest of hollograms seemed to appear from it. The outer card merely said 'love Sakura'.
As he opened it she distracted herself by calling Mimsy to her and handing her a box. Each year they bestowed a gift to the house elf and each year they had to reassure her that it was not clothing, though Daniel had purposefully tried to sneak in a mitten one year. The house elf thanked the family and left the room to prepare breakfast.