paper flowers
Location: Lily’s place, front door Time: Afternoon, December 23rd Status: Closed, for @gryffinevans
A knock.
Behind the door, nothing but an hand holding a top hat in its hand.
Then another hand with one of those silly black-and-white batons Muggles called wands. Tap tap. The second hand reached into the top hat. Drew out: a colourful bouquet of paper flowers.
The top hat turned, was pulled closer to the frame of the door, hiding the face of the Magician who then swept into sight. Lowered itself, revealing two black beady eyes, wide open and filled with equal parts mischief and sorrow.
“Special delivery. A big bouquet of I’m Sorrys. Freshly picked for a certain Miss Evans?”
The flowers were pushed forward. Tentatively. Hopefully.