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𝕴 hummed in contentment, staring in front of me in the kitchen, watching a cinnamon scented candle crackle in the middle of the counter top of the island, the warm fiery glow warming my heart up inside.
"Do you know what I love?" I pondered out loud, Monty who was sat beside me, placing his copy of the Daily Prophet down to ponder for a few moments before guessing smartly,
"Lemons?"
"That I do, yeah, who wouldn't? But it wasn't what I was thinking" I uttered, resting my chin on my hand, the older Potter couple exchanging a glance from being the only ones in the kitchen, Mia making the second guess,
"Remus?"
"No, no, as if I'd love him, he's too sarcastic and he likes pears, it's just wrong" I responded, not taking my eyes off the candle, Monty snorting amusedly before saying thoughtfully,
"Scarlette?"
"Always eternally. It wasn't on my mind though.....she doesn't like pears either, too mushy and they're a strange shape" I informed them, the older wizard reaching into the fruit bowl in front of us and placing a pear down in front of him, cocking his head to the side and blinking before turning to his wife, who was leaning against the counter,
"She's right, they are weird. They look like they should have little legs or something, or arms when it goes smaller up the top"
"Exactly" I nodded, gesturing to him before reaching forward, picking up the pear and placing it in front of me, turning it to his direction as I stuck my pinky fingers out either side like little arms, Mia laughing gently behind her cup of tea, shaking her head,
"Overalls too" Monty opined, pouting his lips as he thought to himself, resting his chin on his hand, my eyes lighting up,
"I have overalls, Regulus said I look like a farmer when I wear them, so the next time I stereotypically wore a checkered shirt with them too with a straw hat— he abandoned me in the corridor when he saw me" I told them, chuckling at the memory, smiles gracing both of their faces when I continued, "He's not a pear fan either, he only likes cherries and pineapple for fruit...odd combination"
"Indeed" Monty nodded interestedly, his lips twitching at the irony of the girl saying cherries and pineapple were strange to eat when she eats lemons daily.
"What do you love, Willow?" Mia inquired, remembering the previous statement, my lips sealing together as I leaned back in my stool, blinking for a few moments before mumbling,
"I can't remember.....i'm sure I love it though"
"I can see how you and James get on" The older witch spoke with mirth covered in her eyes as she came and sat in the stool across from us, opening a tin of cookies we had baked previously the day before, my lips tugging upwards,
