Date: 7 April 2005
Characters: Arabella, Irma, Minerva, Pomona, Wilhelmina
Location: Minerva's house
Status: Private
Summary: 5 'mature' youthful women, fairy cakes, tea, gossip (and maybe a spot of scotch later)
Completion: Incomplete
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A tea party with fairy cakes brought to mind Minerva's childhood in a grand old stone house on the moors )
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She put one hand up, and knocked on Minerva's door.
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If Willa had known when she picked out a house that Mona's leg was going to trouble her, she would have claimed one closer to everything, no matter how lovely the little place was. But they seemed to be managing, even if they apparated a distance they would never have, once upon a time, and even if Willa suspected the injury gave Pomona more trouble than she admitted.
When they appeared at the end of Minerva's path, it was to find Irma Pince just knocking on the door. Willa smiled. Old Hogwarts Witches Association, was it? Because Hogwarts was no longer, of course. She certainly wasn't old, and Irma was still a baby.
"Hello Irma," she greeted as she approached.
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Pomona smiled when she saw Irma Pince knocking on Minerva's door. It had truly been an age since she'd last seen the woman, though she hadn't chanced at all, apparently. "Good afternoon, Irma. You are looking quite well. Everything is splendid. How is that darling boy of yours?"
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"Merlin, it's been forever since I've seen you," she said, frowning a bit at her friend's wheelchair. "How are you getting along, Minnie? And how's the new school?" Taking a seat she settled down. Traveling by Floo, she realised, was tiring in its own way.
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"And the school is going well. Even better now that we have our Herbology teacher back." She winked in Pomona's direction.
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