#edith 001

There was a small bell on the counter and seeing no one around, Hilda wasted no time in lightly tapping on it. Almost immediately, as if she’d been on her way before Hilda even rang the bell, a blonde woman emerged from the back of the store.

“Hi,” Hilda began. She usually would’ve waited to be asked what she needed help with, but there wasn’t any time to waste. “I know this isn’t what you usually do here, but I was wondering if you’d be able to fix an item for me without using magic? Do you have experience with sewing items by hand?”

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It wasn’t anything important, but while doing some spring cleaning, the MacNair house elves had found a small pendant that had been Walden’s great grandmother’s. At first glance it looked like any other sapphire pendent; it was deep blue in colour, a marquise cut, and nearly flawless in quality. However, when held up to the light, the pendant was charmed so that the light it filtered cast the image of two dancers, moving around each other but never meeting, in an iridescent blue hue.

There was some old story to go along with it, a family narrative that Walden had been expected to memorize as a child but had now long forgotten, but that wasn’t why it had captured Walden’s attention. When the house elves had brought it to him, Walden knew it was too beautiful to place into storage again. Instead, he wanted to gift it to Daisy. However, before that could happen, he needed the pendant to be fixed.

The damages weren’t severe, but in the state it was currently in, the prongs of the pendent angled the sapphire so that light that passed through scattered to multiple different locations. Aesthetically it looked only looked slightly out of place, but when one attempted to view the dancers, they appeared out of sorts and in several different places at once. Before he gave it to Daisy, Walden wanted the necklace to be in mint condition. That’s why he decided to bring it to Dervish and Banges get it fixed.

Walden walked into the shop, up to the counter, and rang the bell in the hope of getting the someone’s attention. He didn’t have any expectations of who would be helping him, but he didn’t expect it would be a near familiar face. It was Edith Clearwater.

Though they hadn’t met before, Walden knew her sister well. And from her sister, he knew the kind of views that Edith held. Walden’s hand had been in his pocket holding the pendant in preparation to show it to whoever was going to help him. When he saw it was Edith, he released the pendent. He’d suddenly changed his mind about where he was going to take his business.

“Edith Clearwater. All families have their disagreements, but I can’t imagine how horrifically you must’ve treated to your sister to make her speak about you the way she has.”

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