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- 7/2035
New Zealand wasn't the place Rowan had ever expected she would settle down. Looking back at her life previous to this, she would have expected that she would have married young, probably, maybe right out of school since she had been so desperate back then to get out of her life. She would have settled somewhere and probably sent her kids to Ilvermorny. Maybe set herself up as a professional portrait photographer, dancing on the side probably. She certainly wouldn't have wanted to stay in New Zealand, she'd hated the place with a passion for so long so many years ago. Thinking of anything other than being by herself would have probably set her into a tail spin of... well it was hard to imagine these days. She was so different now to the girl she had been eleven years ago. Five years ago even. It was all just so... different now. She wasn't quite sure she understood how to... well, how to even reconcile the two people she had been so many years ago.
It just wasn't a conversation she ever had. But here she way, closer to thirty than she'd ever thought she'd get, living in New Zealand, part time photography business that kept her as busy as she needed it to - though she supposed some things weren't that different to what she'd imagined. She did have Honey.
She looked over to the brunette who simultaneously looked exactly like her dad and nothing like him all in the one moment. Her mannerisms were ridiculously similar, though none of them wanted to admit it. Rowan was still... on the fence about all of it, but, honestly it was just better that Honey stay with them as and when necessary. Chrys' lifestyle certainly didn't lend to being a good place for a child to grow up. But by Merlin, how was this child already seven? In the blink of an eye she'd be going to Hogwarts. Merlin, please have mercy on her.
Rowan waved her wand and Priscilla came running. The third generation duck to have replaced Matilda in her heart (though she would never be forgotten), was a slightly speckled thing and leapt up into Honey's arms as she went about finishing up making Honey's breakfast. Vegan, obviously, because some things never change.
It was July now. Her birthday was in a couple of days - come next week, Elsie would have been dead for eleven years. Rowan didn't really feel like celebrating.
@Elio Zephyr
It just wasn't a conversation she ever had. But here she way, closer to thirty than she'd ever thought she'd get, living in New Zealand, part time photography business that kept her as busy as she needed it to - though she supposed some things weren't that different to what she'd imagined. She did have Honey.
She looked over to the brunette who simultaneously looked exactly like her dad and nothing like him all in the one moment. Her mannerisms were ridiculously similar, though none of them wanted to admit it. Rowan was still... on the fence about all of it, but, honestly it was just better that Honey stay with them as and when necessary. Chrys' lifestyle certainly didn't lend to being a good place for a child to grow up. But by Merlin, how was this child already seven? In the blink of an eye she'd be going to Hogwarts. Merlin, please have mercy on her.
Rowan waved her wand and Priscilla came running. The third generation duck to have replaced Matilda in her heart (though she would never be forgotten), was a slightly speckled thing and leapt up into Honey's arms as she went about finishing up making Honey's breakfast. Vegan, obviously, because some things never change.
It was July now. Her birthday was in a couple of days - come next week, Elsie would have been dead for eleven years. Rowan didn't really feel like celebrating.
@Elio Zephyr