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marcelxmckinnon​:

There were moments where Marcel still couldn’t believe he was a father. He loved every minute of it. Watching their daughter start growing into this little human who will soon be running a muck and forming her own opinions. Marcel just wished he could be certain that no one would harm her, but with his mother still out there, he felt this constant hanging fear around him. He had just gotten good at hiding it. Plus, having Emmeline around him was a blessing in every way. She had been someone he knew he could talk to when he needed it. Share his fears and thoughts with, which was something he needed from time to time. He wouldn’t want to be a family with anyone else. 

Walking into the kitchen, Marcel was doing everything he could in order to make sure the focus of the day was on their daughter and not him. He never liked celebrating his birthday and now had an excuse to celebrate something else. Hearing Emmeline’s question, he paused for a moment as he worked on making his coffee. “Maybe something simple? Spaghetti, steak, or something easy. I mean, Marlene will eat whatever, and same goes for my father.” He offered. “What were you thinking?” Marcel asked, curious as to what her ideas were as he turned to watch their daughter and drink his coffee. “Cake smells good. Finally decide on how you want to decorate it? Sure it’s something bright for the birthday girl.” 

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There was a light exhale as she weight the options in her own mind along with the suggestions that Marcel had given her. He was right with the idea of keeping it simple and Emmeline desperate tried to do just that most days but yet it was never easy for her. There was so much going on outside these four walls and the family that showed up for the daughter had so much going on but yet still they were always here when they needed to be. It was easy to see why keeping it simple wasn’t exactly the easiest task for her... always looking for a way to thank them. “I think you’re right on track with spaghetti. Everyone likes it and Elizabeth loves the mess she can make with it.” Her snort exhaling as the thought came to mind knowing that the messy toddler would give everyone a chuckle.

At the mention of the cake Emmeline instinctively turned to look at the oven that currently was expelling a sweet aroma into the room. “Ah you know, probably something pink or purple with flowers that she will inevitably not remember and take joy in smearing on her face. Isn’t that right Elizabeth?” Her head turning to look at the toddler behind her with a smile before standing taller and closing the oven that she’d peeked in to look at. “The whole day off... are you even going to know what to do with yourself?” She questioned with a smirk as she turned her attention back to Marcel.

[staggeringlyprongs]

Who: Open Where: Three Broom Sticks

James had been working since the early evening, but he didn’t doubt that he would be there until close. On nights like these, he didn’t mind so much. His was still reeling a bit from almost being exposed at the gala, and he was grateful for the distraction. The whole of it had caused him to double down on his search for his maker. James didn’t want anyone else being made into the same thing he was, struggling with the same fear he did, or calculate their every move around the moon. Working a the pub almost made him feel normal, and for the time he steady moved behind the bar, he could forget everything else. It made his life feel a little bit easier. 

Spotting a new person in the corner of his eye, James made his way over, giving a small smile as he greeted, “What can I get for you?”

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Emmeline considered his question with a wrinkle of her nose, her head bouncing side to side as though it was one of the more difficult decisions of her life. “You know what, I think I’m going to go a little crazy today. Could I get a butterbeer and a basket of chips?” Her face almost lighting up at the thought as she slid her cloak off her shoulders and settled back in her chair. She had enough time before she had to head home and make dinner since Marcel had Elizabeth for the day.

“Has it been this busy all day?” She questioned as she looked around the place pleasantly surprised that no one was letting what happened at the Gala stop them from living their lives. “It’s good business is booming. Hopefully, they’re leaving good tips as well.” A smile on her face as she spoke knowing that if anyone deserved this job it was James. She’d spent very little one on one time with him but she’d been around him enough with the Order and the time he spent with Marcel to know that he was charismatic and a hard worker. Rosmerta had made the best call hiring him for a barkeep, she was sure that everyone knew that though.

[doexaxdear]

Who: Open Where: Diagon Alley

Walking through the shops, Dorcas couldn’t help but look at all the different people passing by. Out in the open, the world felt so normal at times, and she wished it was enough to help her forget the fact that she was fighting a war. They had groceries to buy, things to do, people to shop for, and somehow they all ended up in the same place despite the fact that they were seemingly all so different. It made Dorcas’ head spin a bit because it was all so stupid, and yet, she was a part of it. She had refused to sit idle, and instead thrown herself into the cycle of it all. 

Dorcas had been lost in her thoughts when she felt someone bump into her. Turning instinctively, she put an arm out to steady the person, hoping she didn’t cause them to fall on the ice. “Sorry, sorry. Are you okay?”

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She didn’t have Elizabeth today and to say she felt like she was forgetting something was an understatement. That being said she was determined to make the most out of the day. She’d gotten work done with the dragons, the sanctuary was cleaned down to the smallest things and now there were errands to run before she picked up Elizabeth from her grandfather. Emmeline knew that she was blessed that Marcel’s father was willing to keep his granddaughter, she knew she needed to enjoy the time but still she found herself longing for the little girl to be tugging on her hair.

She hadn’t been paying attention, it was likely her fault when she collided with the person before her. It only took the voice for her to know who it was, looking up from their feet that were not steadied with a small smile. “Dorcas! It’s lovely to bump into you.”

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who: emmeline vance & marcel mckinnon @marcelxmckinnon​ where: the sanctuary when: November 1st

They’d done it. They’d survived a year of Elizabeth. It had taken patience, grace and a lot of teamwork, not only from one another but from the people they had outside of these four walls. Their daughter was uncountably loved and despite how hard it was Emmeline was proud that they’d kept darkness from creeping into their home. Their daughter was safe and that was all that she had wanted from the very beginning. A cake was baking in the oven as she watched Elizabeth playing out of the corner of her eye. 

And in addition to it being Elizabeth’s birthday it was also Marcel’s--a fact she wasn’t forgetting despite her confidence that she was sure Marcel would like her to. “What should we do for dinner?” She asked, leaning back against the counter as she picked up the mug of coffee she’d been sipping through out the morning.

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tcd-tcnks​:

Most healers resented working in the ward dedicated to mundane, non-magical injuries, but Ted had always sort of loved it. He had, after all, spent most of his childhood dreaming of growing up to practice muggle medicine, and it brought a kind of warm familiarity and appreciation for those who’d once helped him. Most patients acted vaguely sheepish, as though it were some mark of shame to visit the hospital for what could so easily be fixed by magic, but as Ted always reminded them, even the simplest spell could go wrong and it never hurt to ask for more experienced help. 

He couldn’t deny his initial concern when he heard Emmeline had brought Elizabeth in, but once he saw the girl playing in the corner, he visibly relaxed. Still best to show cautious concern, but at least it wasn’t critical. “I’m glad to see you here for that instead of something worse,” Ted smiled kindly, patting Emmeline’s shoulder in a show of support. Being a parent was stressful (or so he’d heard) and he knew she tried her very best. “Let’s do a quick check up, shall we? And then we can get you onto your day with some peace of mind.” He stepped over to Elizabeth and squatted down to her level. “Hi Elizabeth! Do you remember me? I’m Ted, your mummy’s friend. I heard you took a spill. Could you show me where you fell?” 

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She realized in hindsight she likely looked like a crazy person, sitting on the floor of the ward when there was a bed and chairs to rest on. The items in question were too far from Elizabeth and the colorful toy she’d taken to shaking so that it’d make the noise she wanted it to. Emmeline accepted the kind gesture and words as she leaned back so that she could let Ted get a better look at Elizabeth. The protective mother in her didn’t allow her to budge more than a few inches back, eyes now back on the nearly one year old before her.

Elizabeth seemed interested in the new person that had entered the room--both a blessing and a curse as it seemed that her daughter never met a stranger. She took to anyone that she could, inviting him to stay by offering the toy in her hand that she’d previously been shaking. Emmeline couldn’t stop the small laugh that passed her lips as she nodded to Ted. “She was trying to walk I think, it was a blur, she fell forward and hit the front of her forehead on the corner of the coffee table. She cried as soon as she did but I didn’t see any blood.” She shrugged her shoulders as she told the story, her fingers moving forward to brush forward some of the curls that were blocking the bump that had formed on her daughter’s forehead. “I’ve never been in a situation like this before so I might have overreacted.” Then again, better to have overreacted then to have underreacted she supposed.

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dirkcrxsswxll​:

Dirk honestly didn’t mind waiting, knowing that it was likely something to do with Elizabeth. With his friend becoming a mum, there was definitely an adjustment from all sides, but Dirk had always been there for whatever she needed. Plus, he loved Elizabeth so much. She was the perfect little baby and he loved having her as a niece. “Emmeline, you know you never have to apologize.” He teased, giving her a small laugh with his words. “And you’ll have to tell me what she was doing! I feel like it’s been a minute since I’ve seen here. Is Marcel watching her today?” Being in the situation they were in now probably made trusting someone to watch heir baby hard, so he could only assume that while either her or Marcel were out, the other was watching the baby. 

As she looked over her menu, he moved to look over his ow once more, just to confirm that he knew what he wanted. “No no, haven’t been waiting long at all.” He commented, folding up his copy of the prophet and setting it down next to him. Moving the menu further on the table a bit, Dirk leaned back once more before answering. “Hm, probably the French onion soup. What about you?” He asked, sure she would get something familiar. “How has everything been going? You guys ready for the big first birthday?” 

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Even with his assurances that she didn’t have to apologize Emmeline had to fight the urge to say it again. The last thing she wanted was for her friend to think that she’d just forgotten or taken advantage of his time. But that wasn’t Dirk, he always knew that she was doing the best that she could do and he was nothing but patient with her. “She’s with Marcel he seemed excited to get to spend some one on one time with her. I only tried to sneak her out under my coat once.” A small laugh as she said it with a wave of her hand. “No, I’m kidding, I’m really excited to get out of the house.” Even if she had felt like she’d forgotten something at home... so used to taking Elizabeth with her wherever she went it was odd to be on her own.

“Good, I would hate to think you’d been sitting here waiting on me.” Her eyes skirted over the menu as she heard him talk nodding her head. “That sounds delicious. I’m leaning towards the caprese chicken. That’s always a safe thing for me plus if I remember they do really good.” Her shoulder shrugged as Emmeline placed the menu down knowing full well that she was a creature of habit who wouldn’t stray from a favorite. “It’s been going well enough on our end. We’re probably just going to do something small with the family. Which would mean you of course, but I have to make sure Marcel is up for it. And how are things on your end?”

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sybilltrclawney​:

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Frank and Alice’s wedding, Marcel and Emmeline raising a kid together… It was hard watching your friends get all the things you’d wanted, knowing you couldn’t explain to them why you weren’t out finding those things for yourself. It had never been a secret that Sybill was a romantic, and yet she was tragically single and had been since graduating. No way around it though, she couldn’t very well expect to find a partner with all the secrets she was carrying. She laughed softly, hopping up to sit on the stool she kept behind the counter, “I think it’s her way of saying you look prettier with your hair down.”

Sybill shrugs, “paranoia? They were wearing a ring. I tend not to ask too many questions, but they reeled off the list of ingredients they needed pretty well, so they might have a shot.” She wrinkles her nose at the idea. “Ah, so a nice easy day for you then. That’s good, or- easy as a day gets with a little girl on your hip. Is she sleeping alright?”

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Emmeline couldn’t stop the eyeroll at Sybill’s words despite the fact that a smile pressed to her lips. “You’re very kind. If only I could get her to say such things with her words.” She let out a laugh as she shook her head. “No, I’m kidding at this point in time I think I would settle for just the word mum.” She wasn’t holding her breath however, knowing full well that the girl would speak when she wanted to. There was no pushing Elizabeth to do anything that she didn’t want to do, a fierce little person even at under a year old.

Her eyebrow popped up, unable to be amused by the story that she was being told. It was the little things in life that helped keep Emmeline from losing her mind, thus it was easy for her to understand why she was grabbing ahold of the smallest thing that Sybill was willing to share with her. “I couldn’t even imagine being that paranoid.” Then again she’d been very lucky with the man she’d found to love her. “She’s gotten a lot better, I’d say we get a solid seven hours on our good nights. We’ve come far from the first few months where I would no sooner fall asleep and she’d be up again. I try to keep up with her so Marcel can get some extra sleep since he works outside of the house.”

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Starter for @dragontamingvance​

Dirk didn’t get the chance to see Emmeline much during the wedding, but they had agreed to do lunch one day to catch up a bit. Plus, he was so excited to see his niece, with her first birthday coming up. Even though he wasn’t blood related, he still considered Emmeline family and held the name “Uncle Dirk” with pride. Emmeline was one of those friends that he was overly grateful for. She was someone who helped to bring out the bolder side of Dirk and made him see that there was more than just work and trying to survive. When she had told him about Elizabeth, he was shocked, but he always supported her. And he could tell that she was happy with Marcel. When she talked about her family, he could see a glimmer that he hadn’t seen before. Dirk was so happy for her, and wanted nothing but the best for his friend and her family. 

Sitting at the restaurant, he had gotten them a booth, to be able to be away from the crowds a little bit. Sometimes he felt it a little safer to be a bit secluded. He felt that crowds made him a little more nervous these days, as he didn’t know who or what might be hiding in them. With the Prophet laid out on the table in front of him, he waited patiently for his friend to show up, knowing he had gotten there a bit early. 

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Emmeline wasn’t one for being late, in fact she’d been notorious for believing if you weren’t fifteen minutes early somewhere then you were late. Thus as she moved into the restaurant that she and Dirk had agreed to meet at there was a certain speed to her step, desperate to get where she needed to go just a little faster. “Sorry...” She murmured as she slipped into the seat across from her best mate. Emmeline paused if only for a moment to take a sip from the water that was already in place before setting it back down and looking up at Dirk. “Elizabeth was being extra cute today and I couldn’t seem to walk away from her.” There was a grin pressed to her face as she spoke knowing that Dirk would understand the reasoning.

“Have you been waiting long?” She questioned hoping that he hadn’t been sitting for long. Her fingers moved picking up the menu that was in front of her glancing through it as if she didn’t already know what she was getting. Emmeline was nothing if not a creature of habit and going out of her comfort zone was a little too much to ask of her today. Or any day really. “What are you getting?”

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who: Emmeline Vance & Ted Tonks @tcd-tcnks​ where: St. Mungos when: December 2nd

Emmeline liked being able to pride herself on maintaining a level head in most of the situations she found herself. It didn’t matter that half the time she was making things up as she went, what did matter was the fact she never lost her composure. However, it had been Elizabeth who’d changed everything about Emmeline--including being the reason that she kept herself from rushing into anything head first. But that being said despite only turning her back for a moment when she’d heard the small wail behind her and seen the lump forming on her daughter’s head from falling back on to the floor she did the only thing she could think of--headed to Mungos.

She didn’t want to bother Marcel with nothing and now that Elizabeth ahead settled, playing with the toy that she’d found in the bag Emmeline had brought. As the door opened Emmeline stood from the seat she’d been in, nodding her head with small smile at the familiar face that walked into the door. Immediately feeling the heat rushing to her ears, “She took a tumble and I just want to make sure she’s okay....” She explained, her voice cracking despite the confidence that she’d been previously feeling.

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marcelxmckinnon​:

Marcel had never been a social person, and he wanted to make sure he got to spend as much time with his daughter as he could, but he would be lying if he said there wasn’t a part of him that was excited to have some time with Emmeline alone. They hadn’t been dating long when they got the news that their daughter was coming, and with while they did get some time to know each other more while preparing for her arrival, these moments alone were the real moments that they got to be just them, not parents to an almost one year old. Feeling her hand grab his, he lead them out of the house, only pausing for her to grab the gift. A swift escape, otherwise they wouldn’t make it. 

“I figured we would. Seems like it would make it easier for us. And a quick escape when we can’t stand to be away from home any longer.” He told her, giving a small smile as he spoke. His hand released hers before his arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her a little closer. “You look beautiful, Emmeline,” He commented, letting that smile on his lips grow a little more. “As usual.” Marcel added before leaning in to kiss her. As he pulled away, after a moment, he gave them one last moment on their porch before nodding his head. “Alright, let’s get going before we’re late.” Marcel spoke with a firm voice before apparating them to the venue. 

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There was a light smile, her hand still clasped in his enjoying the feeling of togetherness. Of course, they spent their fair share of time together, if he wasn’t working and they weren’t dealing with the Order then they were together but there was always a different air to being alone without Elizabeth. She’d changed their dynamic while they were still so fresh in the relationship and despite loving their daughter intensely it was still nice to have moments alone. “Thank you. You look very handsome.” Her words were light as she accepted the kiss with a nod of her head. “Best not to be late, that would set a terrible impression.”

Emmeline refused to let go of him, knowing that things like this weren’t his speed and despite not being fond of them herself it was easy to play nice for her. Nods here, smiles there with quick hello’s to the occasional person as they moved towards finding seats. “Do you want to sit in the front, middle or back?”

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[nrcissa-black-deactivated202103]

Weddings. Weddings held a special place in her heart. No, it wasn’t about the love a couple felt for one another or any of that sentimental bullshit. No, For Narcissa it was an excuse to get dressed up, drink champagne and for the attention that she undoubtedly would get. With her own wedding looming attending other couple’s weddings was a way for her to ensure that her wedding would be superior. A Black-Lestrange wedding would outdo any, even her sister’s wedding. She was damn sure about that. Narcissa had been meticulously planning every single detail of her wedding down to the seating chart and the napkin holders. But even still, Narcissa wouldn’t show her cards this early, she was biding her time, waiting for the right time to strike. She was nothing but patient. 

“Beautiful reception, no?” Narcissa said idly, a glass of champagne between her fingers. She flashed a smile and brought the glass to her lips as she spotted Rodolphus across the room, holding court. “It makes me excited for my own wedding.

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“It’s definitely lovely.” Emmeline agreed as she glanced around the room herself, taking in the happy people. It was an affair to be remembered if only for the fact that it brought numerous people joy for a night despite taking place during such a dark time. “Oh, you’re getting married then? Best wishes to you and your groom.” Emmeline’s eyes were now back on the blonde across from her as she picked up her glass of white wine, taking a small sip. “Have you two set a date yet?” Her eyes wide with wonder as she felt amazment that more people were electing to take life by the reins and find happines with a loved one.

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a-force-of-alice​:

Alice wiggled slightly at the compliment, not used to being so dressed up all the time. “You’re very right. Although if push comes to shove I would be more then willing to kick a door down in this dress.” She teased brightly. She embraced the hug happily and smiled. “Thank you so much, although you have every reason to be just as happy. I’m sorry the invite said no children. My mother in law was very much stubborn on that end. How’s the kid?”

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“I have no doubt, for the sake of the dress though, I hope it doesn’t come down to that.” A laugh passing her lips at the thought of it knowing that Alice certainly meant every word that she spoke. “Oh, don’t even worry about it, as nice as everything is I can’t say Elizabeth would have enjoyed herself.” A smile on her face immediately at the mention of her daughter, her arms suddenly feeling very empty. “She’s doing marvelous. She’s got a birthday coming up and I do think the only reason Marcel is excited about it is because he thinks we’re only celebrating her.” A shake of her head at the thought knowing that he wasn’t getting off that easy. “Have you to got somewhere great planned somewhere?”

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tcd-tcnks​:

“They did, indeed,” he nodded, his voice taking on a dreamy tone. It was probably un-masculine of him to admit, but he used to dream about his own wedding - growing old enough to have one, meeting the girl who was the other half of his soul… He never wanted anything quite so grand as this; just closest friends and family, a ceremony at this little chapel near his gran’s house in Devon… It hurt to think about now because, while when he was younger the bride was always faceless, over the last year or so her features had gradually grown sharper until it was so undeniably Andromeda that he couldn’t imagine it ever being anyone else. 

A traitorous tear slipped down his cheek, one that had been building for minutes now and didn’t receive the message that the climate had changed. He wiped it away quickly. “I’m so happy for them,” he said sheepishly, hoping it would explain it. “They really deserve this.” 

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Emmeline had been looking out at the crowd before them, taking in the events of the party with a watchful eye. Even as a child she hadn’t thought about getting married, it hadn’t been until recent years when Marcel had entered her life and they’d welcomed Elizabeth into the world that she’d considered it. But she didn’t know where her boyfriend stood on the whole topic thus it was best to keep the stars out of her eyes just yet. They’d already been fast tracked with their daughter there was no reason to rush into anything else until they were both ready. 

“They really do. Though I do wonder how much of this was planned by Frank and Alice.” A small laugh as she turned her head, not quite missing the tear that was being wiped away but electing not to say anything about it. Instead, attempting to break it with some light humor. “I have a feeling Alice would have rather got married in trousers and gone off on an Auror mission for their honeymoon.”