Weekend Strolls -Vincent-

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Weekend Strolls -Vincent- Feb 18, 2013 19:07:44 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Feb 18, 2013 19:07:44 GMT -8

Aislinn smiled happily as her baby girl babbled away senselessly in her stroller as they walked through the village of Hogsmeade. The strengthening autumn air had begun to turn, causing extra layers to be worn when outside. Teagan was reclining happily in her stroller, a knit cap covering her thin dark hair, and her favorite blanket covering her tiny body. Weekends, holidays, and the odd night home were the only moments Aislinn really got to spend time with her daughter since taking up a position at Hogwarts. The young professor, though only in her first year of teaching, knew she wouldn't be able to continue the path much longer. Already she hated the time spent away from her little one, and she hated feeling like a burden to her poor mother. The woman had a company to run, not to mention still raising her younger brother who was currently at Hogwarts as a student. Still, raising a sixteen year old was a lot less complicated than a one year old. Especially when they attend boarding school. Still, Teagan was her pride and joy. She couldn't imagine being away from the child most of the year. It was going to prove difficult.

Shaking her long, straight hair off her shoulders, Aislinn stopped the stroller in front of Honeyduke's. There was nothing better than a little mommy and me time turning into a full out spoiling session. Aislinn was very much aware she'd pay for it later, but for right now all she wanted was to see Teagan's smile. Lifting the little lass out of her stroller, she settled against her mother's hip. The shift in body position caused the girl's woolen coat to bunch up under her chin in the fashion so accustomed to babies. Aislinn grinned as, with her free hand, she managed to pull the coat back down. "Do you want some sweeties today, Teag?" she cooed to her daughter as they entered the shop. Despite not being a weekend for students to visit, the shop was oddly cramped with younger children running, hooting and hollering. A few frenzied parents attempted to gain control of their young ones, while the smarter of the bunch had merely stuffed a few coins into their children's hands and sauntered across the way to the Three Broomsticks. It really was the intelligent way to deal with the raucous scene she had walked into.

Aislinn held Teagan instinctively closer to her person as the walked further into the shop. Not that she was concerned any eight year old was going to want to steal her, but from the wide eyed stared of her daughter, she knew when she was being overwhelmed. She chuckled as a few kids accidentally bumped into her and glanced back with quickly spewed apologies before grabbing more sweets. Aislinn had been just like them when she was their age. She had yet to meet a child who didn't go crazy when entering a candy shop.

Hearing a little babbling against her shoulder, Aislinn looked down at Teagan. The baby girl had somehow managed to grab a sugar quill from a nearby shelf and was studying it as if she had just found gold. Teagan glanced to her mother before sticking the candy in her mouth, as if silently asking if it was okay. Aislinn grinned at her and nodded, only then realizing her daughter had once had a pacifier in her mouth. "Where did it go, silly?" She began searching the surrounding counter tops and floor. Merlin forbid if she didn't find the damned thing. Like mother, like daughter, Teagan was particularly picky about certain things, especially her pacifiers. Why did children have to have favorites? It made parents' jobs just so much more difficult.

Teagan

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Weekend Strolls -Vincent- Feb 19, 2013 2:49:02 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Feb 19, 2013 2:49:02 GMT -8

Vincent was tromping around the sweets shop in Hogsmeade. Honeydukes was one of his most favorite stores and he happened to have a very strong sweet tooth. Being a teacher at Hogwarts had its perks and problems, but this was the best perk of his life. Honeydukes whenever he wanted. The store was bussling with children of young ages all who were not students of Hogwarts just yet. Grabbing a handful of bloodpops he smiled at all the kids. His black hair sprouting every which way, pants hugging his legs like saran wrap, white loafers without socks and a black band-tee shirt. A scarf looped through his belt loop and a bandana upon his head. These were the usual items Vincent Mortelle had sported on a daily basis and he was no stranger to the length it took him in the mornings to get ready.

Unwrapping a blood flavored lolli, Vincent looked around the store for something more. Ah, there they were. Grabbing a few different other vampire related sweets he brought them to the counter to get them bagged up. Dropping the coin on the counter he turned and saw a mother of one searching for something. Tucking the bag into his jacket pocket Vincent's eyes scanned the room and he saw it. Slipping past some of the younger children that were swarming around a chocolate fountain he crouched low to the ground and reached underneath a cabinet. Grabbing the pacifier Vincent pulled out his wand and cleaned it off as well as sanitizing it.

"Here we go, this is what we're looking for." Vincent brushed a few strands of his hair behind his head. Everything about him screamed danger except for his face and his voice. Appearances could be misleading as they always were in his case. It has been said that even though Vincent was a vampire he was one of the nicest people to walk this earth. His priorities were all over the place and even his own son questioned his motives.

Lips pulling back into a lovely smile pearly whites showing and the entire works. "Now now little missy, I don't think it's a wise idea to be misplacing such a valuable piece of your life." He was speaking souly to the little girl in the woman's arms. He hadn't recognized her right off the bat, but he did know she taught Astronomy at the school. Vincent himself was a part-time teacher sharing the position with his squib best-friend Noomi. Eyes locking with Aislinn's as they were filled with warmth and complete honesty.

"I just love kids, especially when they're this little." Speaking as he turned his attention toward Teagan while she was nomming on a sugar quill. "And I must say she has great tastes. I mean, rhinos on her pacifier and purple nonetheless, now that's a girl after my own heart." Vince always had a thing for rhinos, ever since he was younger and as he grew up he had learned the Patronus and the form of his partonus happened to be a Rhino. There was just something the animal that drew him in.

Turning back to Aislinn he smiled brightly at her. "I don't believe we've properly met. I'm Vincent Mortelle, part-time Care of Magical Creatures Professor and full-time head of Vampire Affairs for the Ministry." Bowing his head a little so that she didn't need to free a hand to shake his. "And might I say that your daughter is a very lovely little ragazza*. She will be a beautiful fiore when she grows older."

*ragazza = girl, and fiore = flower

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Weekend Strolls -Vincent- Feb 26, 2013 1:19:09 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Feb 26, 2013 1:19:09 GMT -8

So immersed in her hunt for Teagan’s pacifier she almost completely bypassed the man standing before her. Vincent Mortelle was a hard man to miss in all actuality. His look was bold and outgoing, and he had an awe-striking persona that could pull you inward with such ease, but also beckoned caution. Aislinn had never really had a chance to speak with him on a professional level, and their two particular subjects didn’t mesh on any sort of given level. Though, before her position at Hogwarts, she had heard her brother speak of the breathtaking classes Professor Mortelle could give. Had it not been for the chubby free hand her daughter stuck out towards the purple paci, Aislinn had no choice but to look in the direction her daughter was reaching.

His voice was like a melody flowing through water with such tranquility and ease. Despite the fact he was interacting with her daughter, Aislinn couldn’t help but get sucked in to such a sweet tune. The Mortelle family was legendary among purebloods, and Vincent’s own son was a student at Hogwarts currently. Aislinn had always made it a priority to know the people with whom she’d be associating with on a daily basis. Sadly, it had been one of the many ways she knew how to avoid potential family, especially the family that had so easily dismissed her parents. Teagan giggled and squeaked, pulling Aislinn back into reality just as Vincent began speaking to her as well as the little girl. Aislinn blinked a few times and adjusted Teagan on her hip.

”They are certainly curious at this age.” she replied softly, not able to help the smile crossing her lips as Teagan stuck the sugar quill in her mouth. She grabbed hold of the baby’s pacifier to keep it from falling again and looped it easily around her index finger. ”Rhinos seem to be her favorite these days. I suspect her Auntie Maura had something to with that since her visit to the zoo last month. Thank you for rescuing it, though. We would have been lost without it.” Aislinn laughed slightly as she tickled Teagan under the chin and the girl squealed even louder. Aislinn loved the sound of her daughter’s laugh, even more she loved the girl’s smile. The little girl had a smile that could brighten Aislinn’s day no matter what had happened. The sparkle in her little blue eyes could melt away any heartache, any disaster that might have happened. It simply killed the young woman not getting to see her every minute of every day.

”Pleasure to meet you, Professor Mortelle,” Aislinn brought herself back to reality once again, ”I’m Aislinn MacKenna, the new astronomy professor this year, and this is my daughter, Teagan.” She couldn’t help but smile again at his kind words, this time more appreciative towards Vincent than adoringly towards her daughter. It was at that moment Teagan decided to reach out and grab a handful of Vincent’s shirt and tugging distinctively as she held out her sugar quill. ”Thank you,” Aislinn replied quickly to his complement as she attempted to unhand Teagan’s hold, ”Unfortunately, she seems to believe everyone likes to share in what she has. Sorry.” Finally managing to relinquish Teagan’s hold on the man’s shirt, the baby girl settled back against her mother’s hip, resting her head against Aislinn’s shoulder as she took in Vincent with a deep, curious stare.

Teagan