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- Mia
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- Dederick
- Wand
- Briars rowan, 15", with centaur (aspens) tail hair and my werewolf fur
- Age
- 49 (2/2013)
things were getting a little busy for briar at work. or maybe her general lack of sleep meant that she was less efficient at getting it done, come to think of it the latter was more likely the case. today she was meant to be picking up the wolfsbane so that she could send it to her clients for the full moon but she just hadn't had time. before willow she would take an extended lunch break and use it to walk to the st mungos but now she spend her lunch breaks in the ministry creche feeding willow and then grabbing something small herself to eat on the job. as she returned to the office this afternoon she looked at her schedule and saw that her afternoon was full too, she had a meeting at one oclock which would likely last the whole afternoon, the parents of a young werewolf. she had been assigned to that one lie she had been most child cases as she was somehow approachable to children and parents and the best at assuring them that things weren't as bad as it seemed. she had also gone through school with the condition so she was able to reassure them that things could be looked after when the student went to hogwarts.
it didn't surprise her that she only managed to get away from work at ten to six. racing to the lifts she ad to get to the creche before six or they started charging a galleon a minute. "come one" she mumbled as the lift seemed to stop at every floor. once it reached the ground floor she was the first out careering her way towards the daycare centre entering the room at 5:59. she had a quick chat with the supervisor who said that willow was starting to get a little tired and cranky. briar nodded she knew why tat was. it was just over a week until the full moon and although her daughter was not a werewolf se seemed to have the swings in energy she and dederick had when it came to the moon cycle. "thank you for staying ate today" she said as she left willow was the last child and she could see by the state of the room she was the last one for a while.
with willow securely in her sling briar set off. a little walk would do her good and she did need the potion. she turned out of the front of the building and headed for st mungos. a route that her feet knew almost without her guiding them, she had walked it so often. she navigated the people who also were walking along the street. saw people shutting their shops for the day and soon she was a t the large front door of the hospital. she entered and went through without talking to the lady on reception instead just gave a wave. she had been here often enough for her to be well recognised. reaching the potion room she only then remembered that jeremy was on the wards now. she used to enjoy having a quick conversation with him instead it was a new witch who handed her the potion. thanking her she left and headed back out onto the street. unfortunately the sudden noise woke willow who had managed to sleep as she was walking. the baby started to cry picking her up and holding hr properly she tried to calm her. no still crying. it sounded like a hungry cry. she vanished the potion back to her desk at the ministry it was one less thing to work about shhh she said rummaging one handily in the bag that contained the things from the creche. eventually she sound a bottle still half full of milk. although she did breast feed she sent willow in with bottles of milk for when she got hungry and she felt like here in the middle of rush hour obsidian wasn't the best place to. finding an empty bench she sat and with the bottle teat in her mouth willow quietened and started to drink much to the relief of her mum.
it didn't surprise her that she only managed to get away from work at ten to six. racing to the lifts she ad to get to the creche before six or they started charging a galleon a minute. "come one" she mumbled as the lift seemed to stop at every floor. once it reached the ground floor she was the first out careering her way towards the daycare centre entering the room at 5:59. she had a quick chat with the supervisor who said that willow was starting to get a little tired and cranky. briar nodded she knew why tat was. it was just over a week until the full moon and although her daughter was not a werewolf se seemed to have the swings in energy she and dederick had when it came to the moon cycle. "thank you for staying ate today" she said as she left willow was the last child and she could see by the state of the room she was the last one for a while.
with willow securely in her sling briar set off. a little walk would do her good and she did need the potion. she turned out of the front of the building and headed for st mungos. a route that her feet knew almost without her guiding them, she had walked it so often. she navigated the people who also were walking along the street. saw people shutting their shops for the day and soon she was a t the large front door of the hospital. she entered and went through without talking to the lady on reception instead just gave a wave. she had been here often enough for her to be well recognised. reaching the potion room she only then remembered that jeremy was on the wards now. she used to enjoy having a quick conversation with him instead it was a new witch who handed her the potion. thanking her she left and headed back out onto the street. unfortunately the sudden noise woke willow who had managed to sleep as she was walking. the baby started to cry picking her up and holding hr properly she tried to calm her. no still crying. it sounded like a hungry cry. she vanished the potion back to her desk at the ministry it was one less thing to work about shhh she said rummaging one handily in the bag that contained the things from the creche. eventually she sound a bottle still half full of milk. although she did breast feed she sent willow in with bottles of milk for when she got hungry and she felt like here in the middle of rush hour obsidian wasn't the best place to. finding an empty bench she sat and with the bottle teat in her mouth willow quietened and started to drink much to the relief of her mum.