Mother Figure --- Amaryllis and Aurora
--- @amarysly
One thing she could truly say she had learned much about from her mother was a mothers love and a mothers touch --- It was something Aurora had come to admire. Even after her father had cast her out merely six months ago, her mother was still there for her and kept in touch daily. In secrecy of course; But her love was undying.
It sort of rubbed off onto the young witch and she was now acting as her mother would to her, but with another Slytherin girl.
She had never been one to get close to anyone, but there was something about Amaryllis that brought a smile to the girls lips and warmed her heart --- Almost immediately after they had interacted, Aurora had decided that she was to look over the young girl and be that figure her mother was to her.
Slytherin tower was lonely, and the two girls occupied it --- It was nice of course, the quietness that fell around them. Aurora sat behind her on the bed, delicate fingers tangling in her hair as she began to braid her golden locks. “How’s your studies going?” She questioned curiously, like a concerned parent about their own child and their schoolwork. The witch remained close as she continued to play with her hair, her eyes focused in on the few small strands that poke out from the one large braid she had made --- Brows knitted together as she sighed softly, nearly giving up before loosening it up and fixing it.
“There~!” She exclaimed, rubbing her hands together as she reached behind her to grab a hand mirror to hand to the other, “I hope you like it”
