Madam Puddifoot's Tea Shop is a small establishment located on a side road off the High Street in Hogsmeade. It is owned by Madam Puddifoot. The decorations are very tacky and frilly. A bell over the door announces customers with a "tuneful tinkle"; the round tables are arrayed with lacy napkins and china sugar bowls.
Callum sat in the tea shop with his mum, sipping tea and staying quiet. He had only said hi to her when she arrived, and he seemed to be so lost in his own head. He knew that Aubree knew what happened between him and hekate, and it didn’t help that he was mentally unstable once again.
She sat across from Callum, slowly reaching over and gently taking his hand. "It'll be ok sweetie...I'm sorry that there are wicked people in this world that don't seem to care for anyone but themselves. You deserved absolutely nothing that happened to you.", she said softly. "Congratulations on winning though...I wish I could have seen it."
"Callum Leon Dane, you look at me right now.", she said. "I never want you to listen to anything someone as pathetic as this Hekate says. Honestly, that's such a dumb name and you will always be ten times the person they will ever be. You an amazing young man and have so many great things going for you. I know it's hard, but you will pick yourself back up. I am here to help you. Sofie is here to help you. We want the best for you, and, dammit callum, you're going to it."
Callum was quiet as his mum spoke, and then he sniffled a little. He then started to cry, and grabbed a napkin to wipe away his tears. He was so overcome with emotions that they just escaped him, “I-I’m sorry mum-“ he apologized through his sobbing. “I-I’m so sorry for acting this way-“
He Hugged her tightly as he sobbed. “I-It’s just so hard mum, my head hurts all the time and it’s l-like I can’t get away from my p-past-“ he sobbed, “I-I just want it gone. I-I want my memories erased,”
"I...I don't know if I can do that Callum. I don't even know how you go about doing that...", she said, not wanting this to happen. However, if he was going to do it, she wanted to make sure he did it safely. "I know we can help you grow past these challenges, sweetie."
"It just takes time, Callum.. You're only 16. As you get up, I'm sure it'll get easier. Being a teenager is hard enough, but mixing in everything you've been through is just overwhelming.", she said. "What else can I do to help you?"
The little tea shop appeared to be neither Heloise's or Piper's style but Piper quite liked it. It was cute, quaint, and sweet. The two girls had been speaking here and there ever since potions happened and today was one of those days. She wanted to go but wanted company. Piper could have asked one of her siblings but...she decided to go with Heloise. "Any preference of where to sit?"
If it wasn't for the incident in Potions, the two girls most likely wouldn't have made friends. Though, after having a few conversations every once in a while, Heloise ended up liking Piper fairly enough. So, in a way, she felt quite content to be invited to hang out at the tea shop. "Anywhere's fine," She responds with a shrug, eyes looking around the spot. Although passing by it while walking through Hogsmeade a few times, this was her visit to the place.
"Then lets sit next to the window," she said and headed to the free table for two next to the window. Piper liked to watch people as they passed. Was that creepy? Maybe. Slipping into her seat, she fiddled with a napkin. "God, is it just me or has the past few weeks been kind of boring. Even potions has become tolerable."
She sits in the other empty seat, staring out the window some. She wasn't looking at people, but just the overall scenery. "It really has been," she answers back with a nod. Even Heloise could tell. The week mostly just filled with her studying, but that was most weeks. Nothing out of the ordinary had happened.
"Probably just head back home." She uses the word, probably, like she doesn't know for sure she's going back for the holidays. She always did. "See my parents and other family that aren't in Hogwarts."
"Do you like your family?" She asked after a moment. "I don't mean to pry but...there are a lot of, you know, rumours around your family. A reputation I guess. I could be out of turn but...I'm just curious."
Surprisingly enough, Heloise can't help but laugh at the comment. "I mean, yes. I'm fairly close with my parents... More so than a few of my siblings. They have their... faults, yes. Traditional values that sometimes feel a bit absurd." sometimes. Ha, all the time. Why are they blood supremacists? Transphobic? Homophobic, for goodness sake? Though, would Heloise ever - at least for right now - be able to admit? No. "But, I still love them. They're my parents."
"I love my parents," she declared before hesitating, "well, my adoptive parents....well, my dad and the dad who took me in. I've never met my birth mum. I hear she's really nice, though. Oh...you have siblings. A lot of them. Twins, right?"
She tries to imagine for a moment what it would be like to not know her birth mother, but it's hard since her mom's always been around. Though, she also wonders if it even matters a lot to Piper that she doesn't know her biological parent because it seems that she has two loving adopted ones. "Oh, yeah. Yes. My twin, Amortentia, and I are the youngest. A year older are Aurelia and Damocles... Then, a year older than them, there's Alexandria and Gabriel. What about you? Do you have siblings?"
"Oh...that's a lot of siblings," she said with a small blink as she looked over at Heloise, "guess genetics was in your favour. I have a few, yeah. Couple of older siblings and younger. Kind of shoved right into the middle. No twins though. Most of us are all adopted or surrogacy."
"Yeah. It definitely can be quite a mess when everyone is home during Christmas and Summer break. Especially since all of the Malfoys live at Malfoy Manor, so we've got cousins, uncles, and aunts there too." Quite a mess. It didn't nearly explain what the place was like when everyone was home. Luckily, though, Malfoy Manor was big, so Heloise has learned to manage and find spots to get some peace and quiet. She wondered if she'd ever invite Piper over to Malfoy Manor. Maybe - if they ever planned to meet up at someone's house during a break - it'd just be best if she visited the Lancaster residence instead. Was Piper even a pure-blood? If not, she definitely wasn't invited to the Malfoy estate. Hm. "Oh, that's cool. So you have siblings in Hogwarts?"
Piper nodded with a smile. "I have my older brother and sister and my younger brother here," she said, "then I have two who graduated from Ilvermorny. I don't really see much of them," she confessed with a shrug before brightening up with a smile, "but that's okay! They're busy and all that. I understand." Finally, she flicked the menu open to look for something to have.
Richard's been in the Hogsmeade Manor for a few days now, and he's starting to get restless. So he's ventured out into the streets of Hogsmeade, eventually finding his way to a fairly busy Madam Puddifoot's. Ordering a firewhisky (oh, the joys of being seventeen), he takes a just-vacated window table so he can people watch for a while.
The bell tinkled gently above the door as Cosima entered the shop in order to escape the gentle speckle of rain from above. Removing her reading glasses, Cosima chose to slip them into their proper case. Moving to her usual seat at the back, she picked the comfiest spot that was lined with cushions and had a good view of the window and set both her glasses and book onto the table. Hooking her fingernail lightly into the silk scarf nestled around her neck, Cosima carefully loosened the fabric before slipping it from her throat as she sat.
As a girl takes the table next to him, Richard glances over and offers her a smile in greeting. Turning back to his drink, he takes a draft of the whisky and resumes people watching, running a hand through his hair to dislodge some of the droplets left by the rain.
Cosima lifted from her seat a moment later, just catching the tailend of Richard's fleeting smile with hardly any time to produce her own. Leaving behind her personal items without much care, she made her way toward the front of the store and ordered a cup of earl grey tea and slice of chocolate cake.