Come Wander With Me

[Zipporah Ollerton]

The Christmas season had brought a series of [incidents] involving enchanted mistletoes. Thankfully, Zipporah had not fallen victim of it yet. She knew that she wouldn’t freak out and cry if it did happen, but she still would rather not be stuck under an enchanted mistletoe with some terrible person. She would rather kiss a goat than some of the boys at Hogwarts.

She had found her Auntie Lila on her way to the Great Hall that morning. Zee told her friends to go without her and walked along with her aunt.

“Do you have something to tell me?” she asked her Auntie with her best innocent tone. She had heard the rumours about Professor Prince and the mistletoe, of course.

@Lila Pearson

  

[Lila Pearson]

It was not uncommon for Lila's niece to find her in the mornings on the way to breakfast. Given that fact, she hardly batted an eye when she heard her nieces innocent voice from beside her. For a moment she was entirely confused until, of course, she'd remembered the whisperings she'd caught hear of from students about her mistletoe mishap. Why the students cared at all about herself and Mr. Prince was entirely beyond her comprehension - she was hardly the ideal candidate for romantic prospects! - and yet she'd heard a few whisperings that her niece had confronted her about including herself and her friend. It was silly.

So Lila would treat it with all the silliness it deserved, despite the most recent of rumors being something a bit more serious. Mr. Prince had hardly even looked at her in the past few days since they'd kissed, and she wasn't proud to say that she wasn't exactly going out of her way to see him either. Still, she looked over to her niece with a slightly quirked brow: "Whatever could you be getting at?" She said with a light hum. She hadn't a clue why Zipporah would even care either way but sometimes she felt a bit like her niece was overly concerned with her well being.

  

[Zipporah Ollerton]

Auntie Lila didn’t say anything about the mistletoe. That didn’t surprise Zippy. She hadn’t expected for her Auntie to start blabbering about it so easily. Mistletoe or not, kissing your colleague was probably too embarrassing to talk about. Especially when said colleague was Professor Prince, who wasn’t exactly an Adonis! And he was friends with Auntie Lila, which probably made the whole ordeal a lot more awkward.

“Well, there’s been so much stuff about Peeves’ mistletoes,” Zipporah begun with that same innocent tone. “I couldn’t help but wonder if you witnessed it yourself? I have at least three friends who got stuck under it!” She, thankfully, hadn’t.

  

[Lila Pearson]

Lila side-eyed her niece's poor attempt at innocence. Then again Lila was sure to know that Zippy was feigning ignorance just as Zippy was sure to know that Lila was doing precisely the same. When she went on to speak about the mistletoe, Lila gave a sigh that wasn't terribly put-off sounding, her lips quirking slightly as she gave the subtlest of chuckles. She couldn't keep anything from her dear niece - not that she'd ever truly try to, mind - and it was still astounding to her how she even cared about the ongoings of her personal life.

"Why you're so interested in the whisper's I'm sure you've heard of Professor Prince and I will never be clear to me." She said it as she turned to look to her niece with a slightly amused smile. "Go on then, I know you've got something to say about it all." And she was sure she did. Sometimes it was hard to remember that she was supposed to be the adult in everything, the way Zippy seemed to feel as though she needed to look after her. But she'd hardly change that, of course. She couldn't love Zippy more than if she'd been her very own daughter, truth be told.