Cecily had come to the museum with the muggle branch of the Gallivan family. Ever since Nathaniel "died", they would invite them for the holidays, thinking that it was lonely for his widow and children. Cecily rather enjoyed those invitations, even if it meant that she had to spend time with her cousin Kenton. She hadn't forgiven him for playing for a team other than the Cannons! That being said, for the sake of the festivities' good vibes, neither of them brought up Quidditch. His family was supportive of his magical status, but they got so confused whenever they brought up anything magical!
She was standing in front of some vase when a familiar face approached her. "Mr. Prewett!" Cecily exclaimed. He was the last person she expected to see at a muggle museum. She wasn't sure which part was the most surprising one, given his character. Muggle, or museum. She leaned towards the second.
"I didn't have you for a history lover!" A thought crossed her mind but... No. The other twin would have never been so bold as to approach her like that!
She was standing in front of some vase when a familiar face approached her. "Mr. Prewett!" Cecily exclaimed. He was the last person she expected to see at a muggle museum. She wasn't sure which part was the most surprising one, given his character. Muggle, or museum. She leaned towards the second.
"I didn't have you for a history lover!" A thought crossed her mind but... No. The other twin would have never been so bold as to approach her like that!