Abigail Lurken-Mckay
Well-Known Member
- Messages
- 4,055
- Sexual Orientation
- Heterosexual
- Wand
- Spanish Cedar 14" Core of Werewolf fur and Phoenix feather.
- Age
- 2/2009
A budding couple walked hand in hand to a large yet cozy brick home. Their was a light breeze that blew the almost viciously green trees and shrubbery about the home. Abbey could smell the familiar scent of sea water that was close behind her back yard, and she heard the joyful laughter of the muggle neighbour's children and their friends in their front lawn. She looked over at Theodore before they walked up the cemented steps of her home and said, "You don't have to be nervous Theodore." She exhaled happily, as a smile crossed her youthful features. She felt like this was her first say at Hogwarts Scotland for some reason. She was nervous but not overly so, because excitment was the main emotion and feeling for her currently.
Before Abbey was able to say anything or even form another thought a little blonde boy ran out of the front door, with his mother following soon behind. "Aaabbeyy!" he yelled. She slipped her finger's out of Theodore's just in time to pick Peter up. "Peter. I've missed you," she grinned kissing her cousin's forehead, not noticing him scrunch up his face playfully.
Abbey looked towards the door to see Noelle leaning against the door post. The young Slytherin smiled, and walked towards her with Peter in her arms and embraced her Aunt tightly. "Noelle," she said happily. This kind of love and elation had not ever been seen by the likes of Theodore or even any of her other friends. No, this love for anyone she had not felt until the past winter.
After an embrace and a few words, Peter was transfered over to his mother's arms, and Abbey waved her arm towards herself, beckoning Theodore over to the small family. "Noelle, that's Theodore Snow. My best friend," she smiled, not bothering to hide the pure affection in her eyes for Theodore Snow.
Before Abbey was able to say anything or even form another thought a little blonde boy ran out of the front door, with his mother following soon behind. "Aaabbeyy!" he yelled. She slipped her finger's out of Theodore's just in time to pick Peter up. "Peter. I've missed you," she grinned kissing her cousin's forehead, not noticing him scrunch up his face playfully.
Abbey looked towards the door to see Noelle leaning against the door post. The young Slytherin smiled, and walked towards her with Peter in her arms and embraced her Aunt tightly. "Noelle," she said happily. This kind of love and elation had not ever been seen by the likes of Theodore or even any of her other friends. No, this love for anyone she had not felt until the past winter.
After an embrace and a few words, Peter was transfered over to his mother's arms, and Abbey waved her arm towards herself, beckoning Theodore over to the small family. "Noelle, that's Theodore Snow. My best friend," she smiled, not bothering to hide the pure affection in her eyes for Theodore Snow.