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Holidays Alone finished

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Reducio

December 01, 2024
Hampstead, London


Aurelia,

Did I ever raise you to be such an ungrateful child? I am able to pay for your supplies for school because I work for the both of us— for you. So no whining when I said I couldn't be with you during the holidays for work. Stay in Hogwarts—just this one time, okay? I'll make it up to you next time, you'll just have to bear with me. What book do you want for Christmas? I will make sure that it will be delivered to you on time.

Love,
Mum

Aurelia scowled at the letter she had received from her mother. It's already snowing at Hogwarts as December approaches; no colour can be seen except white. Even her winter coat is gleaming with snowflakes. She left out a huff in indignation, her breath visible from the chilly air as she stood in the middle of the round stone room of the Owlery.

Well, isn't this a surprise? Aurelia thought sardonically. Honestly, she had received this letter this morning and had read it a gazillion times, perhaps hoping against hope that the letter is just playing cruel tricks on her. She had also written a response for her mother but decided against it. Her mother should feel a much-deserved silent treatment from her. Perhaps all throughout the holiday out for spite.

"Hippogriff dung!" Gritting her teeth in subdued rage and the biting cold, Aurelia dashed away from the Owlery.
[ the golden girl; the harshness of such warm light ]
[ aurelia valentine, the golden girl ] † [ lucien de montfort, the deranged artist ]
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