Cerys Louise
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Once the Louise's were adventurous children; Banafrit and Wren traveled the world to satiate their curious hearts and brought home many trinkets and tales to share. They were often not able to share these, however, with one of their closest relatives as she too was chasing adventure for as far as a very hefty trust fund would take her. Consequently, Cerys Louise, maternal aunt to Wren and Bana, had never stopped travelling from the moment she could go it alone. The Frenchwoman kept up with family news as best as possible, so when she heard that her little duckling has gone and become a Professor, she just had to come and see him! She did, too ... eventually. A year and a half after the Divination Professor had gained employment at Hogwarts castle in New Zealand, Cerys was sending a little note from a frilly cafe to let him know she was in town and that she demanded an audience- she had so many presents to bestow.
Her nephew was late, of course (even though she'd only waited ten minutes and Wren was well known for sleeping half the day). Sighing, the vivacious Frenchwoman tucked her clutch under her arm and trotted outside to hunt for a curly head of hair. She found one soon enough, but it certainly was not Wren. It was a tall man with sandy blonde hair, dressed in teaching robes over casual clothes whom she immediately took for another Professor at Hogwarts New Zealand.
"Monsieur!" cried Cerys with delight as she hurried forward to greet him without restraint. "You work at the castle? My nephew is a Professeur there!" She had taken his hand and was shaking it enthusiastically. "You are very 'andsome! What is your name, Professeur?".
Her nephew was late, of course (even though she'd only waited ten minutes and Wren was well known for sleeping half the day). Sighing, the vivacious Frenchwoman tucked her clutch under her arm and trotted outside to hunt for a curly head of hair. She found one soon enough, but it certainly was not Wren. It was a tall man with sandy blonde hair, dressed in teaching robes over casual clothes whom she immediately took for another Professor at Hogwarts New Zealand.
"Monsieur!" cried Cerys with delight as she hurried forward to greet him without restraint. "You work at the castle? My nephew is a Professeur there!" She had taken his hand and was shaking it enthusiastically. "You are very 'andsome! What is your name, Professeur?".