| estella flint | (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} stellarpointe) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} valesco,@ 2015-05-30 16:39:00 |
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Today was a bit eventful, wasn't it?
The children were bathed and put to bed, story time was over after a repeat of some Beedle the Bard tales, and finally, finally the Flint household was quiet. Too quiet for Estella's own liking, and she trotted down the stairs in search of her husband. His retirement press conference had gone much smoother than her worrying-heart had anticipated, which she was grateful for, but she knew that all the press and attention would weigh heavy on Caden's shoulders. He could handle it, he had for years, but it didn't mean that he enjoyed it, and she knew that he'd been putting off the announcement because of that very reason.
Well, that wasn't the only reason, she knew, but Estella was going to have to step up and take on as much as she could over the course of the next season. She'd never really played the roll of Quidditch Wife, but if hosting a few parties would keep the cameras off Caden for a night or two, then perhaps she'd have to start making arrangements.
When she didn't find her husband in the kitchen, or the living room, Estella wandered to the front foyer. The front door was open save for the screening spell that kept bugs and intruders out, but allowed a fresh spring breeze in. Their dog, Snitch, bounded in and out as she approached, and she knew she'd located Caden. She stepped through the door with a slight shiver as the spell moved around her, and smiled at her husband who was slowly rocking on the porch swing. Estella gracefully made her way over a few toys left on the deck and timed her seating perfectly, pulling her legs underneath her.
"Crazy news coming out of Puddlemere, right?" she asked with a wide grin. Her hand went to Caden's shoulder in a comforting manner.