Originally Posted by Lottiepot

Layla had chosen to accompany her children to Diagon Alley that morning to buy their school supplies before the family went abroad on their holiday. She was grateful for the fact that she was now self employed and therefore could choose her own hours to work and was far more flexible during the school holidays when the girls would be home. The former Ravenclaw had trusted her children to go shop by themselves for an hour whilst she sat in the Leaky Cauldron conducting some work for her personal training clients. It was all workout schedules and nutrition plans, something she was sure the girls wouldn’t be interested in sitting with their Ma doing. She may have regretted the decision to let her youngest daughter Aurora off on her own later when she likely came home with something completely unnecessary like a bright pink Pygmy Puff or some other magical creature that the family definitely didn’t need. Ariadne was much more trustworthy and seemed to be taking her education seriously, not that Layla would ever pressure her to do well, there was already enough pressure on a sixteen year old girls shoulders.

Upon leaving the Leaky Cauldron, Layla headed towards Florean’s five minutes before the scheduled meeting time. Ordinarily she wouldn’t encourage eating ice cream but it was a week before Aurora’s birthday, the weather was pleasant and it was a central location that they’d be able to navigate to easily. Bambi was at work in the Ministry but the blonde was hoping that she would be able to join them on her break at some point. She chose a table outside to wait on before ordering.

Aurora had actually listened to her Ma and had stuck to her shopping list despite the extremely CUTE things she had seen out and about that she reeeeally wanted to buy but had refrained herself from doing so. She would convince her Mom to take her shopping for muggle clothes later that week for their holiday, she was much easier to influence with her sweet smile and batting eyelashes. Aurora was also perfectly on time as she arrived at the ice cream parlour, a fact that she was extremely proud of for the young Ravenclaw could be easily sidetracked when she was on her own.

Skipping into Florean’s for it wasn’t often that the Ackerly’s were allowed to indulge in ice cream, the eleven (very almost twelve) year old spotted her Ma instantly amongst the small crowd. Bright blonde, tall and usually pretty casually dressed, Layla was easy to find. She however waited a second to see if her sister would arrive first.