#talkov

Loving him is like driving a new Maserati down a dead end street. Faster than the wind, passionate as sin, ending so suddenly - Red by Taylor Swift

Lucinda wasn’t sure how she had ended up here, how she had ended up with a heart smashed into pieces she thought could be beyond repair. It had happened so suddenly. She just couldn’t understand how two people who were so in love, so dedicated to one another could just walk away from all they had built. She lay there in her bed; she hadn’t the energy to move. It was nearing three, noon. The door opened, Lucinda didn’t turn to glance, and she knew who it would be. “Hey sweetie” it was her best friend, Sabine Waters.“Hey” she said, her voice small. It was unusual for Lucinda to say so little, but she felt she had nothing to say, what was there too?  Antonin Dolohov had walked out of her life, breaking her heart on the way out and taking a piece of her soul as a souvenir.

OOC: Her first real kiss, was with Antonin. This is mentioned in the HC for Antonin, but here is a more detail version. 

First Kiss - Headcanon

The Spring Ball had not gone the way Lucinda had been expecting. It was far better. She was dancing in the arms of a handsome stranger. Every inch of her skin was alive at the contact with the masked man that held her so strongly. But thoughts seeped into her mind, plagued her head and she had to get out of there. She had always been flirted with, but men would just show interest and then leave her when they spotted someone else across the room. She was never wanted. 

Her problem was Lucinda came across as a high maintenance bitch, she had to act like that. You had to act like you were on top, to be on top, well that was what she thought. But the man with the piercing blue eyes who was holding her so securely made her, herself again. Her shy, kind self. The one who believed in love, and caring. The girl she used to be. The girl she wanted to be. No, she pushed that thought away, she could not be that girl again. That girl was dead, that girl no one wanted. So Lucinda did the only thing she knew how. She ran. 

Like Parents, like Daughter.

Lucinda didn’t argue much with her daughter, but when they did it was a like a war, even if it was over the Daily Prophet gossip section. “Now, now what are my lovely girls arguing about?” Antonin wandered into the kitchen at the sound of raised voices. “Mum is acting like a complete…” She stopped the sentence there, everyone knew what’s Ketsia was going to say, but she knew Antonin didn’t take well to either Lucinda or Ketsia being called bad names, even if it was the other calling the other.

“Okay, what exactly happened?” Antonin said looking between the two blondes, he had missed them both so much in his time at Azkaban, that he couldn't even get annoyed when they screamed at each other. “Our daughter thinks it was a fabulous idea to make up her own little charm to make the boys next door run in circles, the poor children threw up.” Lucinda informed Antonin, who much to Lucinda’s annoyance, laughed. “I’m sorry, Lucinda darling. But that’s hilarious. And you made up your own spell” he beamed at his daughter, that was Antonin’s thing, he was know for making up spells, albeit it more dangerous that making children run in circles, but his special talent was his daughters too.

Lucinda looked at him like he was insane. “You are praising her? Oh my God!” She shouted, causing Antonin and Ketsia to loose their straight faces and burst out laughing, Lucinda was this big blonde ball of happy energy - seeing her lose her temper was endearing and amusing to both of them. “Sorry Mum, but it was so funny” she giggled. Antonin laughed too. “It’s true, I can picture it now, and also Lucinda, just how innocent are you on the whole, pranking front?” Antonin asked and Ketsia smirked. “Oh yes, I heard from Auntie Alecto you turned some poor girls hair blue” she said with mock horror. “And she made a bucket of ice levitate in a bar and dropped the contents on some girls head - all because the girl had the same dress on as her” he informed Ketsia. “Hey this is not about me” she said. Both father and daughter looked at each and smirked before turning to Lucinda. “Of course it is darling. Did you want me to continue?” Antonin said walking over to Lucinda, “or shall I tell our darling daughter of how we both liked to cause trouble” he said. “We were quite the troublemakers when we dated back in school. Always getting caught where we shouldn't be, showing the Gryffindors exactly who the best house was. One time we were in the forbidden forest…”  “Enough” Lucinda cut Antonin off, she knew how that story ended - they ended up in a lot of trouble for that prank. “Let’s not give her ideas - she’s already the mini version of you, she’s going to cause enough trouble as it is” she said turning to her daughter who was wearing the most innocent expression - she was fooling no one.

Antonin motioned with his arms for Ketsia to come to them as well and he cuddled them both, kissing them on their heads. "I love you, both of you. So stop the bickering. Now Ketsia, you are can go out. But just for your Mother's mental state no pranking. Come home in a few hours and we will make dinner okay?" she nodded and squeezed her parents tightly. 

First of all a Russian who's favourite drink is Vodka - well there is only one thing for it. Russian Standard Vodka. 

I was shopping the other day when I saw this, I believe it would compliment your ice blue eyes. It's vintage. 

And lastly, but not of all the least. I understand that you spent some time in France. So I thought a nice French twist would do nicely. Macaroons are a favourite of the French, I hear.

Anyway, I do hope you enjoy these gifts and have a wonderful day.