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Jun. 5th, 2014

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Log: Marcus & Isabel, Lunch

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Who: Marcus & Isabel
What: Lunch
When: Thursday
Where: The Moon-Smith flat.
Rating: Low
Status: On-going

Marcus had stopped by The Three Broomsticks and picked up some sandwiches for lunch. Though it had been a while since he'd last done so, the staff there knew exactly what to prepare. He also had a small plush hippogriff tucked away in his bag for Lyla that he picked up in a shop in Diagon Alley. He knocked on the door to the flat and waited.

May. 26th, 2014


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Invitations!


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Sent to: Stewart Ackerly, Katie Bell, Lucian Bole, Dan Bradley, Lavender Brown, James Cadwallader, Serena Capper, Asher Chambers, Merrill Davies-Urquhart, Roger Davies-Urquhart, Maxwell Derrick, Julian Dorny, Fera Dunstan, Marietta Edgecombe, Marcus Flint, Victoria Frobisher, Hermione Granger, Astoria Greengrass, Angelina Johnson, Megan Jones, Viktor Krum, Alexei Levski, Aidan Lynch, Morag MacDougal-Levski, Draco Malfoy, Theodore Malfoy, Cormac McLaggen, Eloise Midgen, Graham Montague, Gwendolyn Montgomery, Isabel Moon, Pansy Parkinson, Jimmy Peakes, Harry Potter, Adrian Pucey, Orla Quirke, Jack Sloper, Zacharias Smith, Alicia Spinnet, Sebastien Summerby, Lisa Turpin, Jacob Vaisey, Romilda Vane, Myron Wagtail, Ginny Weasley, Blaise Zabini



When the envelope is opened, a burst of magic fireworks and all-too-real glitter explodes from within. The illustrated flames on the invitation itself are charmed to flicker with light, hissing and popping like a real campfire.

Apr. 22nd, 2014


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Owl to Marietta Edgecombe


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The owl carries a honey bee cake - a light sweet with a lemon base and an almond-honeycomb drizzle. It is graced with a single fondant wasp for Wimbourne.

Marietta:

I'm terribly sorry about the Easter eggs. I hope you'll forgive me.

Isabel

Apr. 18th, 2014


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Log: Lucian's Birthday Party


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Who: Lucian + Open (Slytherins, Hydras teammates, shags)
What: Party
When: Tonight at 9pm on
Where: Noctis in London
Rating: NSFW (it's Lucian. It's bound to be.)
Status: Ongoing

Nine o'clock was early for Lucian, but he knew he was friends with people who would be dozing off around the 10pm mark, so he gave in and allotted them an hour to participate. Any earlier, however, and he would need to include proper food and turn the affair into a dinner party, which he was not interested in.

Noctis was a wizarding establishment located in the heart of London, an abandoned-looking, boarded up shack in the middle of bright neon lights and the loud music of Muggle nightclubs, that caters only to wizarding clientele, run by an old family friend of the Boles. Half the club was allocated for Lucian's party, the dance floor full of scantily clad women and a handful of equally good-looking men. There were appetizers and small snacks, of course, but Lucian had made sure the bar was open for everyone.

Apr. 12th, 2014


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Log


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Who: Lucian and Isabel
What: A visit
When: Saturday afternoon
Where: Isabel's house
Rating: Low
Status: Ongoing

The last time Lucian had visited Isabel here, she'd gone into labour. There was no risk of that now, since his goddaughter Lyla was around. He strolled up her apartment, whistling a tune and swinging a toy broom-- one of his gifts-- in his hand.

"Izzy?"

Apr. 1st, 2014

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Log

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Who: Tracey and Isabel

What: A visit

When: Today at lunch

Where: Isabel and Zacharias' flat

Rating: Low

Status: Ongoing

Tracey had intended to visit much earlier, but she'd wanted to give Isabel time to recover and both Isabel and Zacharias to have private time with their newborn child. Had she known that Isabel was already well enough to be attending Quidditch matches- now that Caleb no longer played for the pick-up games, Tracey had fewer reasons to attend- she would certainly have dropped by as soon as Sunday!

She had an hour during lunch that day, however, to pay mother and daughter a visit. So she took some lunch from The Three Broomsticks and headed over to Foxglove, wondering whether or not to pick up some cupcakes for dessert and deciding to do so before she headed up the steps to where surely Isabel rested with little Lyla.

"Hello?" she called out, knocking on the door.

Mar. 30th, 2014


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Owl to Isabel


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The owl carries a small box, inside of which is a pea pod inspired necklace and the following note.

Iz,

Thought you deserved something in honour of your first Mother's Day and this seemed appropriate. Three beads: you, Zacharias, and Pea.

M.

Mar. 27th, 2014


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Owl to Zacharias, Isabel, and Lyla


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Mar. 26th, 2014


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Log


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Who: Lucian and Isabel
What: A visit
When: This afternoon
Where: Isabel's home
Rating: Low
Status: Ongoing

It was in Lucian's general experience that people who usually came back home from hospital may or may not have dietary restrictions placed upon them. Whether they followed them or not was up to them, of course, and Lucian was the kind of person who'd advocate fucking the rules and doing as you pleased, but in this case, Pea was involved and even he knew that babies were out of his depth.

He instead settled for a fruit basket from The Magic Neep, and flowers besides-- a festive array of purple daisies and pink carnations and yellow bells-- knocking on the door and greeting Isabel's boyfriend jovially before he went up to see her.

"There she is!" he said with a smile. "How are we feeling?"

Mar. 25th, 2014


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Owl to Marcus Flint


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The owl carries two chocolate cupcakes with fondant Quidditch decorations and champagne buttercream.

Marc:

I'm awfully sorry I didn't Owl you earlier, love, but happy birthday!

Isabel

Mar. 24th, 2014


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Pea Proves Impatient


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WHO | Isabel Moon and Zacharias Smith.
WHEN | The evening of Monday, March 24.
WHERE | St Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries (London, England).
WHAT | Pea grows impatient.
RATING | Low.
STATUS | Ongoing.

"Why don't you both rest?" Healer Robins suggested. "As much as Pea fancies arriving with the spring, we'll see that she waits. No need to fret-- either of you, Mr. Smith." The Healer patted Isabel's blanketed knee and Zacharias' shoulder before she exited Room 2120.

And in truth, Isabel wasn't worried. Mrs. Moon had delivered all three of her daughters pre-term; Isabel had very nearly expected the same of Pea. She was terribly grateful to Healer Robins for slowing and then stopping her labour, but it rather heightened the shock of the preparations that remained incomplete. They were nearly out of time!

Mar. 21st, 2014


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log: Wasps @ Cannons


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Who: Marietta, Isabel, Zacharias, Harry & anyone else who would go?
What: Two Wasps fans taking in a match with two less enthusiastic escorts
When: Friday, 7pm
Where: Cannon's stadium
Rating: low
Status: ongoing

After speaking with Astoria, who in turn had a conversation with Harry, Marietta found herself with permission to attend the Wasps match on Friday. The only downside was that Potter himself had insisted on escorting her. But even he couldn't dampen her enthusiasm about leaving the village, so with him in tow, she made her way to meet Isabel so they could share a Portkey over.

Results: Cannons win 170 to 30, with Harry Potter catching the snitch. Snitch points were not awarded to either team.

Mar. 16th, 2014


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Log


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Who: Zacharias, Isabel, Orla
What: Orla's birthday dinner
When: Saturday evening
Where: Zacharias and Izzy's home
Rating: Low
Status: Ongoing

It was Zacharias, not Isabel, who spent a majority of the afternoon in the kitchen that Saturday. He was often the one who made dinner anyway, what little cooking skills he had much more advanced than Isabel's surprisingly (she was a baker, she often insisted; not a chef), and the birthday cake was already cooling on the counter as he finished up the rest of the menu. It was a feast suitable for three, with all of Orla's favourites. Their present for Orla-- a set of high-quality paints and brushes, and an artist's smock in sky blue-- lay wrapped in brightly coloured paper in the middle of the living room.

He was on his way to set the final dish on the table when he heard the door.

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Birthday Owls


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Owls to Lucian Bole, Lavender Brown, Millicent Bulstrode, Roger Davies-Urquhart, Tracey Davis, Maxwell Derrick, Julian Dorny, Fera Dunstan, Marcus Flint, Astoria Greengrass, Draco Malfoy, Eloise Midgen, Graham Montague, Gwendolyn Montgomery, Isabel Moon, Theodore Nott, Pansy Parkinson, Zacharias Smith, Sebastien Summerby, Caleb Warrington, and Blaise Zabini

Mar. 13th, 2014


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[No Subject]


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WHO | Isabel Moon and Jimmy Peakes.
WHEN | The morning of Thursday, March 13.
WHERE | Foxglove Cupcakery.
WHAT | On-the-job training.
RATING | Low.
STATUS | Ongoing.

"Just like that," Isabel encouraged her newest employee, as he stirred the Cheer potion into a batch of vanilla bean cupcakes. "The most important thing is to use care with the more volatile solutions-- Ardour and the like. The stronger the emotion, the more temperamental the potion."

Mar. 4th, 2014


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WHO | Isabel Moon and OPEN.
WHEN | Tuesday, March 4 (Shrove Tuesday), from 7:30 a.m. to 4:30 p.m.
WHERE | Foxglove Cupcakery.
WHAT | A pseudo-celebration of Shrove Tuesday (and sweets, more generally).
RATING | Low, presumably.
STATUS | Ongoing.

Isabel Moon was by no means a religious soul. Her intention in adapting a Muggle tradition-- one that had, to be fair, seemingly transcended the church-- was entirely free of malice and instead an opportunity for a bit of delight. One of the older women, a Muggle-born, had told her of Shrove Tuesday, of festival bannocks. But rather than bake good-luck honey bee charms into bread, she'd hidden one in each dozen of spring-themed cupcakes she'd prepared.

Feb. 27th, 2014


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WHO | Megan Jones, Isabel Moon, Jimmy Peakes, and Caleb Warrington.
WHEN | Tuesday, February 25.
WHERE | The Moon-Smith home.
WHAT | A welcome-to-the-Foxglove-staff dinner.
RATING | Low.
STATUS | Ongoing.

With a pleased smile, Isabel cast a mild warming charm on the meal she'd prepared. Baking was her specialty, not cooking, but Zacharias had ensured that the dishes were edible, assisting as necessary. She thought Jimmy would like the result, though she hadn't a clue what he would have chosen himself, in truth. When the ward on the front door chimed, she bustled to meet it.

Feb. 19th, 2014


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Log


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Who: Lucian Bole and Isabel Moon
What: Catching up
When: This morning
Where: Foxglove
Rating: Low
Status: Complete

Lucian had heard of Foxglove, and the work that Izzy had put into it, but despite that, he'd never had the chance to visit. Though he was still annoyed at the trade, he could readily acknowledge that moving into the village did bring with it at least a few highlights. He wasn't a fan of girly things, as evidenced by his conversation with that waitress, but Izzy was Izzy and cupcakes were a weak spot.

"I heard this place had cupcakes," he said, walking into the shop. "And an Izzy. I'd like to have both, please."

Feb. 8th, 2014

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Log: Moon-Smith Baby Shower

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Who: Isabel, Zacharias, and all their friends!

What: Pea's baby shower

When: Today at 1pm

Where: 3C Main Street (Tracey's apartment)

Rating: Low

Status: Ongoing

Tracey and Megan have been hard at work all week to get the baby shower put together. )

Feb. 5th, 2014

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Log: Marcus & Isabel

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Who: Marcus & Isabel (and Phineas & Quaffle)
What: A puppy play date
When: Wednesday afternoon
Where: That open spot of land behind the Owlery
Rating: Low, I'd guess
Status: On-going

Marcus was a few minutes late as, of course, Phineas had suddenly decided not to cooperate. Where he normally got overexcited by the sight of his leash to the point where Marcus had to hold him down - sometimes with both hands - today he'd decided to run under the table and hide. Of course, once he was leashed and out the door, he couldn't have been happier to go for a walk.

"Hey," Marcus called as he approached the clearing and spied Isabel and Quaffle already there waiting for them. "Sorry. Phin decided to be a bit of a prat today." He shot the dog a glare and then smiled down at him.