>>6133749A few minutes of walking later… you were there, in front of four stories of concrete and stone in art deco. Daddy showed a badge to the middle-aged wizard at the front, and he lets you in.
“Now let’s see. 1st floor. Left side, 3rd row, 17th spot.”, he mutters to himself. A few minutes later you are there standing behind a vehicle with a tarp over it.
“Jennifer, Emily? Please close your eyes. Dearest? Macy, please don’t spoil it. Go ahead girls.”
And so you oblige. Stick your hand out, as does Emmy. And there is a loud sound. And a moment later? Something drops in your hands, something you are sure….
“Okay, girls. Open them up and look towards my voice.”, daddy demands with almost a chuckle. Then… when you open your eyes? In front of you is Sally, but “not” Sally. Sally wasn’t Gyffindor red with Hufflepuff yellow racing strips but still?
“Sally? What is she doing here!?”, you shout out and grip the small ring of keys you had instinctively clutched tight.
“Why wouldn’t she be here, Jenn? She’s yours and Emmy’s after all.”, Daddy says with a smile as Macy gasps a bit and mom just sighs.
