Note: Sorry for my inactive-ness!!! i have been super busy with finals and divorcing parents and blah... sorry >.< i will definitely be better from now on!!! now... onto the rp!!!
RP: Hannah settled into her favorite spot in the Hufflepuff common room; a sort of window seat without a window, since the Hufflepuff common room was in the basement. The shelf was full of fluffy pillows, comfortable in any position. Currently there weren’t any other people in the common room; it being roughly 12 at night (or in the morning, she supposed). It was a relief to not have to smile and gush excitedly about returning to Hogwarts, and even better now that she could finally talk to the person she had been wanting to hear from all day. With a flourish of her pen, she signed the letter she had just finished writing, and looked it over for any grammar or spelling mistakes she knew her reader would pick up in a moment.
Dearest B,
Because I know this is the first thing on your mind; I am just going to come out and say it- I haven’t officially told Ernie off yet.
I know, I know, I am a supreme wuss. Don’t even start. However, darling, you should have known what you were getting into when you got “involved” with a Hufflepuff.
I know you will be frustrated with me, but don’t overreact.
It’s not because I have feelings for him… it’s because he’s my friend.
I mean, we have been friends for 7 years now, and I don’t want to hurt his feelings. Well, I will be hurting him, either way… I’m just not looking forward to it. Even though you are- and don’t try to deny it, I know how much you hate him.
I don’t even know what I am saying. This letter isn’t making any sense… But it’s got correct grammar and spelling, right?
That’s all that matters with you anyways.
Write back soon, I need to hear from you. It’s only been a day and I’m going crazy, how ridiculous is that?
Love always, Hannah
Well, it didn’t exactly flow very well, but it was the thought that counted, right? She quickly sent off the letter via Cherie and snuggled deeper into the cushions, cuddling her favorite teddy bear (the one that was meant for a boy baby, which she was expected to be, but her parents had decided to keep even when she came out as a girl) while she waited for a reply.
RP: Hannah settled into her favorite spot in the Hufflepuff common room; a sort of window seat without a window, since the Hufflepuff common room was in the basement. The shelf was full of fluffy pillows, comfortable in any position. Currently there weren’t any other people in the common room; it being roughly 12 at night (or in the morning, she supposed). It was a relief to not have to smile and gush excitedly about returning to Hogwarts, and even better now that she could finally talk to the person she had been wanting to hear from all day. With a flourish of her pen, she signed the letter she had just finished writing, and looked it over for any grammar or spelling mistakes she knew her reader would pick up in a moment.
Dearest B,
Because I know this is the first thing on your mind; I am just going to come out and say it- I haven’t officially told Ernie off yet.
I know, I know, I am a supreme wuss. Don’t even start. However, darling, you should have known what you were getting into when you got “involved” with a Hufflepuff.
I know you will be frustrated with me, but don’t overreact.
It’s not because I have feelings for him… it’s because he’s my friend.
I mean, we have been friends for 7 years now, and I don’t want to hurt his feelings. Well, I will be hurting him, either way… I’m just not looking forward to it. Even though you are- and don’t try to deny it, I know how much you hate him.
I don’t even know what I am saying. This letter isn’t making any sense… But it’s got correct grammar and spelling, right?
That’s all that matters with you anyways.
Write back soon, I need to hear from you. It’s only been a day and I’m going crazy, how ridiculous is that?
Love always, Hannah
Well, it didn’t exactly flow very well, but it was the thought that counted, right? She quickly sent off the letter via Cherie and snuggled deeper into the cushions, cuddling her favorite teddy bear (the one that was meant for a boy baby, which she was expected to be, but her parents had decided to keep even when she came out as a girl) while she waited for a reply.
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