Elinor was left with nothing after the Second Wizarding War.
She was just another fighter, another witch, some alumni who battled darkness and won but lost to the glorious shadow of Harry Potter. Not a worthy acknowledgement was left to paint her du...
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ONE WEEK BEGINNER BAKING WORKSHOP
~ PREPARE YOURSELF FOR THE JOY OF BAKING YOUR OWN VALENTINE'S SWEETS ~
Clear the dates and time: Wednesday to Wednesday, February 7-14th, 2001 [ weekend off ] 12.00 - 17.00
Limited slots available
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"SO, WHAT DO YOU THINK, HUH?"
Elinor looked at the decorated piece of pink paper in scrutiny.
Cameron Marco, the brain behind the idea, was leaning against the counter with a proud smile on his face.
"Uh, magnificent idea," Bielle said in her signature soothing, singing-like, pitchy tone. "Sure, we can do this."
"I think we should open fifteen slots only, so Ezme, Ellie, and I can each handle five."
"Wait," Ezme interjected. She flicked her hair as she looked up to her boyfriend, "On Valentine's Day, too? What about our plan?"
"It's going to end at five, babe. We can go to dinner afterwards. Uncle and Auntie's plan starts at eight, too."
"What do you think, El?"
Elinor shrugged, "Sure, I don't mind."
"Of course," Ezme scoffed, "We have to find Ellie a boyfriend, stat."
Elinor bumped her shoulder with hers playfully.
"Alright," Etienne clapped once, "Good idea."
"It's great, but the poster desperately needs major make-over," Ezme announced, taking the piece of paper off the counter, "I'm taking over the computer for awhile, Papa."
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"MUGGLE BAKING WORKSHOP?! ARE YOU MAD, MUM?"
"I think it's brilliant," Hermione countered Ron's horrified objection, "You never really experience baking with Magic."
"Thank you, Hermione, dear," Mrs. Weasley nodded, appreciating the support, "Here, have some more sausages."
"Oh, no, really—"
"You're too skinny! Is Kingsley overworking you?"
"No, just a deadline coming up."
"I told her to stop pulling all-nighters but she doesn't listen," Ron said, "Scold her, Mum."
"You should take better care of yourself," Mrs. Weasley said. She added another sausage to Hermione's plate despite the latter's murmured protest.
"Where is it, Mrs. Weasley?" Harry asked, "The workshop?"
"It's not far, actually! Just right by the port. I saw the pamphlet by accident and just decided to join."
