Classroom Library (Open)

Aimee walked into the shop, her hand holding onto her tiny four month belly. She was now officially wearing maternity clothes, like what she had on today. She was shocked by the amount she'd grown. It was like she had nothing yesterday and then all of a sudden, bam, a bump. The baby kicked often now, she couldn't always feel it, but when she did, it caused her to smile. She wasn't very fond of this baby at first, but eventually, once she saw the first ultrasound and heard the tiny racing heart, she fell in love with the beautiful monster. Just yesterday, she and Dylan had to chance to see their baby once again, and learn that it was a she. They were ecstatic and they chose the name Mackenzie Eleanor O'Brien.

Aimee walked up and down the aisles, searching for some books to add to her classroom library. She enjoyed pleasure reading and she hoped her kids would too. Her classroom library would be accessible to those who finish their work earlier as well as those who chose to "check-out" a book. She trusted them to bring them back, and if they didn't, all she had to do was a simple Accio spell and she'd have it in her hand. Aimee had a lot of trust, as she often saw the good in people.

As she stood there, flipping through books, she felt people shuffle past her. She wasn't exactly as small as she used to be so she took up more room, which caused her to feel bad. Grabbing an armful of books, she walked over to a table and sat across from someone, careful to set her books down as quietly as possible so she wouldn't disturb anyone. As she flipped through more books, Mac began to kick her, causing a small smile to grow on her face and her hand to instinctively touch her stomach.

When the man she'd sat across from congratulated her and gave her his best wishes, she smiled and thanked him. It was a first. Mostly, she got rude looks because she was really young, or looked younger than she actually was. She noticed he was reading a book on Runes, which wasn't the most interesting subject in the world to her but it was mediocre. She herself, had picked out a book on dragons and one on hippogriffs, plus several others with various different subjects. Despite the fact that the books were for her classroom library, she may enjoy leisurely reading them as well.

She felt terribly rude sitting there invading this man's space but not introducing herself. She glanced up at him as he read his book. Biting her lip, she spoke up, "I'm Aimee," she gave him a small, friendly smile. He seemed nice and he had great looks, though no one would ever look as good as Dylan but that was because he was her boyfriend and the father of her unexpected daughter. At the thought of her daughter, she felt the kicks once more, having tuned them out before to focus on the man. She also, felt the familiar pang of hunger, the pang that constantly followed her around despite whether she recently ate or not.It actually grew to become quite irritating. Sighing internally, she tried to focus on her book.

Daniel Jameson.

The name sounded familiar and when he asked her if she was the Care of Magical Creatures professor, she placed the name. The Headmaster of Hogwarts. Giving him a proper smile, she answered him, "Indeed I am." She wondered whether the books she was reading, or attempting to read gave it away or if he actually just remembered her name. Aimee, was a fairly common name especially since she never told him her surname, meaning he saw the books and place her first name, which was genius. She wondered if he was formerly a Ravenclaw, he seemed smart enough to have been, though, in her experience, the Headmaster was usually a former Gryffindor, though she was unsure why.

"I don't mind it at all," she replied shortly. She was actually surprised someone asked her. It seemed like she was invisible to most people or that they just didn't care. "She's due to come in late December." She couldn't believe how much time had flown and how little time she seemed to have left. It seemed like just yesterday she was telling Dylan she was 2 months and now all of a sudden, she was over halfway done with her pregnancy and they were having a daughter and she was named and growing and her abdomen was a clear sign of that.

It was adorable to see him so interested about it, even with him being Headmaster, it didn't mean he had to be interested in her life, but he seemed to be. It eased all her nerousness about Hogwarts. For awhile, she worried about what her superiors would be like and now that she had the chance to meet him, she was relieved. He was nice and caring or that's what she'd gathered thus far. When she saw him smile after she gave her due date, she returned it. She smiled even more as he asked more about her pregnancy and impending daughter.

"It is very close," she wouldn't admit how nervous she felt. Neither would she admit how unprepared she was, because she didn't want to think about it. She didn't want to think about how much her life was about to change and how she'd no longer be a Valentine because her family would disown her for eternity. Her daughter would never get the chance to meet her maternal family, and it was her fault. Instead of continuing to think, she looked back to Daniel, "It's a girl." They had wanted to be surprised, but they couldn't wait, it was too long to wait so they found out what it, she was. "Mackenzie, will be her name." she added. Putting a name to the baby made it all seem so much more real. The baby was real, this life was real, her teaching position was real, all of it was real.

She smiled to him, "Thank you," she replied kindly. She hoped she'd have Mackenzie by Christmas, or even better, in Christmas. It'd complete her little family and be the best present anyone could ask for. Though, she only wished for it to happen if Mackenzie was ready and healthy. She didn't want her daughter to have to stay in the hospital in order to build up strength to live outside of the hospital. That was every mother's fear. She watched him turn back to the book and immediately felt bad for taking up so much of his time.

When another question came to mind, she tried to ignore it but couldn't. "How long have you been Headmaster?" He seemed young which had been why Aimee was so curious, though, most of her students would probably think she was young as well. Aimee was twenty one, meaning if lucky, she'd only be three to four years older than the oldest Hogwarts students, depending on when their birthday fell.

She wondered if she'd actually feel out of place at Hogwarts and whether it had been a mistake or not, but then, she decided that was an absurd thought. Hogwarts was a home for everyone. Everyone was welcome, and so was she and Mackenzie.