Post by Mikhael Albert Travers on Jul 8, 2019 7:01:53 GMT -5
Amelia Aziza Travers
We can go if you wanna go anywhere
, I'll take you there
, I'll take you there
This was something new for Mikhael. Essentially, the two of them were new to this. Sure, he had had girlfriends before but this was a different kind of permanency. Marriage came with a certificate, one that currently sat in their safe. There had been photographs of their wedding and they had committed themselves to each other. It was something he had not seen himself doing but it had been at the direction of his parents. He didn’t want to think about what they were sacrificing when it came to welcoming a halfblood into the family. It hardly bothered him. Mikhael had worked on his issues with halfbloods the moment he had returned to the UK. He had to get over those because he worked with them and he served them as well.
As for his wife being one, it had been something else. It was expected that they would continue the Travers line someday, but it was exactly that, they had time to have children. Amelia had only just graduated from school she still had to become accustomed to life as an adult and a wife too. Mikhael had expected that her grandmother had instructed her on what was required of her now. What exactly had been said between the two women would not be known to Mikhael, but he preferred it that way.
Today had been their first day back at their respective jobs since returning from their honeymoon. Mikhael had arrived back to their flat first. He had stopped by a muggle greengrocer and supermarket and picked up a few things. He wondered if Amelia would like to cook dinner together or not. If not, he would be okay doing it on his own. He honestly had no idea if she liked to cook or not. Despite it being one piece of information they should have talked about.
He had set down his purchases in the kitchen and put the necessary things into their fridge. Mikhael then settled down on the the sofa and rested his feet on the coffee table and flipped his way through the latest copy of Which Broomstick as he waited for Amelia to get home. He didn’t know what would be awaiting her when she came back to work and he assumed she had had a lot waiting for her.
Mikhael was reading up on an article about the preparation for the next European Cup when he heard the front door. Throwing the magazine down on the teak tabletop he got up and headed towards the door. ”Good evening, Darling….” he smiled at her before kissing her cheek and taking her bag from her and setting it on the lamp table near their door.
As for his wife being one, it had been something else. It was expected that they would continue the Travers line someday, but it was exactly that, they had time to have children. Amelia had only just graduated from school she still had to become accustomed to life as an adult and a wife too. Mikhael had expected that her grandmother had instructed her on what was required of her now. What exactly had been said between the two women would not be known to Mikhael, but he preferred it that way.
Today had been their first day back at their respective jobs since returning from their honeymoon. Mikhael had arrived back to their flat first. He had stopped by a muggle greengrocer and supermarket and picked up a few things. He wondered if Amelia would like to cook dinner together or not. If not, he would be okay doing it on his own. He honestly had no idea if she liked to cook or not. Despite it being one piece of information they should have talked about.
He had set down his purchases in the kitchen and put the necessary things into their fridge. Mikhael then settled down on the the sofa and rested his feet on the coffee table and flipped his way through the latest copy of Which Broomstick as he waited for Amelia to get home. He didn’t know what would be awaiting her when she came back to work and he assumed she had had a lot waiting for her.
Mikhael was reading up on an article about the preparation for the next European Cup when he heard the front door. Throwing the magazine down on the teak tabletop he got up and headed towards the door. ”Good evening, Darling….” he smiled at her before kissing her cheek and taking her bag from her and setting it on the lamp table near their door.
