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Post by Hazel Winifred Vector on Aug 7, 2019 4:59:05 GMT
 A happy soul is the best shield for a cruel world
Hazel felt immensely fortunate for how her life was turning out. There had been some tremendous sorrow in the past but the present was coming along just splendidly. She’d been lucky to avoid morning sickness in the later months of her pregnancy, and Gus had been a doll fulfilling any absurd craving she told him about. Pickles and chocolate cream at three in the morning? Yes, of course he’d pop out to the store to get some more, because of course she’d finished off the rest of the chocolate earlier that day. Hazel had also been blessed to be able to work until the end of the school year, getting to see her students off for the summer and give her well wishes her to her seventh years who were off for bigger and better adventures in the world of adults. She sobbed like an infant on their final day at the castle, able to blame it on the pregnancy hormones but she always got choked up come the end of the school year. Yes, things were going well, but they couldn’t have been lovelier now that little Susan was home.
Exhausted and in need of a toilet shortly, Hazel sat in a comfy chair the lounge with her newborn daughter in her arms. Susan was very nearly asleep but Hazel had tried to move once before and had woken the infant who immediately demanded to be fed. She was going to be a rather large baby if she kept eating like this and it made Hazel’s heart so full to have a chubby baby in her home once again. Grammy Susan was making cookies in the kitchen and Grandad Michael was tending to the plants in the back garden. There were happy smells and sounds all around the little cottage and Hazel couldn’t help but smile adoringly at the little cherub before breaking into a gigantic yawn.
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Post by Sophie Blossom Vector on Aug 12, 2019 11:32:06 GMT
 Things were all good yesterday, then the devil took your breath away Sophie could smell Grammy's cookies baking downstairs, the scent of warm dough wafting through her door, which had been left open just a few inches so that she could hear if anyone called her. Not that anyone would. Everyone was busy. Her grandparents were going about life like nothing had happened, and her mum was busy with a new daughter. It wasn't like Sophie was needed for anything. Only, she knew that was the brat in her talking, and that she was as needed and loved as ever. She couldn't help but feel a bit sour though. Maybe if she'd been given a baby brother it might not feel like she was being replaced so much. Soph was almost an adult now, and when she found out her mum was having another baby, it genuinely felt like it was just to fill the gap that Soph would leave once she flew the nest in a few years. "Just replace me, why don't you" was one of the first things she had snapped when she'd been told about the pregnancy. She hadn't meant it. She never meant it when she snapped at her mum. Her feelings towards Professor Bones, however, were very real. He had gone from being one of her favourite teachers, to the man replacing her dad seemingly overnight. She was so disappointed that her love for her Head of House had been twisted into resentment in the blink of an eye. And now he had a real daughter around to fuss over. They'd even given her a name beginning with 'S'. It was hard to tell herself that her feelings of not being needed anymore were stupid. Soph was a smart girl, she knew better, but she was eager to get back to the castle in September. To get away and focus on school and other things until she felt better about everything. And then there was Susie. Sophie had met her at the hospital, and she had been included and all that, but they were home now. It was weird having a crying, screaming baby in the house, but at the same time, Sophie kind of liked her. When she was quiet, at least. Her stomach rumbled and she put her quill down on her desk, standing up and quietly leaving her room. She followed the scent of baking cookies down the stairs, and peeked into the kitchen. Gram held up two hands, letting her know it would be another ten minutes before they were ready to eat, and Soph sighed and made her way to the living room where she knew her mum would be with the baby. She paused in the doorway and leaned against the wall. Her mum looked exhausted, like she were about to fall asleep with Susie in her arms. Soph didn't like seeing her mum like this. Hazel Vector was one of the strongest women in the world. She was invincible in Sophie's eyes. A superwoman. Not a tired lump in an armchair. She wanted her mum back, but she knew it would take time. It would be a quicker process if Soph helped, so she crossed the room to her beautiful worn out mother, and held out her hands. "Give her to me," she whispered, "You need to have a nap or something. I'll hold her." She'd do anything for her mum. Absolutely anything. _______________________ tag: Hazel Winifred Vector words: 600 notes: <3 outfit: Denim shorts, t-shirt, no shoes. [googlefont="Dr Sugiyama"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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Post by Hazel Winifred Vector on Aug 13, 2019 3:41:39 GMT
A happy soul is the best shield for a cruel world
Susie was making the most adorable little squeaks and coos. She sounded more like a baby mouse than a baby witch. Hazel could just melt. The gentle creaks of footsteps on the stairs signaled that her other baby had come out of hiding. Sophie had been a trooper through all of the changes, far better than Hazel could have ever imagined. She was a teenager, so there was of course some angst and some cold remarks here and there, but Hazel understood that this was not an easy adjustment for anyone to make, let alone a teenaged girl. She really was proud of how well Soph was managing with it all. Hazel lifted her eyes to see her eldest daughter stroll toward the kitchen but the cookies must not have been done yet as she returned empty handed only a few moments later.
Sophie crossed the room and extended her arms and an offer to hold the baby. Hazel smiled brightly, the dark circles under her eyes more prominent with the action. “My baby holding my baby,” she cooed softly, giving Sophie a nod to signal she could take her sister. She offered up the bundled babe, supporting her head and moving her gently into Sophie’s arms. “Watch her head,” she cautioned more out of instinct than concern. “You have her?” she checked. Hazel needed to run to the toilet while her arms were free but she wouldn’t dash off straight away. She attempted to hide a yawn – poorly – and smiled bleary-eyed at the image in front of her. Sophie was such a strong young woman, so full of confidence and smarter than Hazel could have ever hoped. She really was in awe of her daughter and seeing Soph holding her baby sister was a magical experience. "Look at my girls," she said aloud to no one in particular.
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