Love Note Leavers Errand Finished

Mentions: @Zahid al-Benghazi ibn Masoud

Hjørdis looked around the writing section and nodded firmly. It was set up to her liking, she just actually people would actually wish to attend. A lot had happened over the past few months and taking a little bit of time out to write home or to each other was only helpful. Honestly, the hardest part of writing any letter was trying to figure out who to send it to. At least, that was the case in her writings. A part of her wanted to write to her family. But, she was trying to encourage students to write to each other. She ought to pick people within the walls of this castle too. It only made sense.

She stared at the blank page, wondering who would be the first victim to receive her letter. Her eyes scanned the library for some inspiration. Perhaps she would see someone or something that might be helpful. The books gave her an idea. Alchemy! Picking up a piece of parchment and a quill, she started to write in black ink.

Zahid,

I hope this letter finds you and Dot in good health. Have there been any further developments since we last met?

On a more positive note, however, I was wondering if you had a book on the History of Muggle Alchemy? I found a small one some time ago, which I found rather interesting and it reminded me of a question I have had for a while now. From my understanding, it was quite the common practice throughout various parts of Asia and Europe, as well as Africa. I grew up learning more about Africa and the history of muggles and wizards within the continent. It would be fascinating to broaden that knowledge to Asia or Europe. If you have any suggestions, please do let me know.

Give Dot an extra hug from me.

Kind regards,

H. Jensen

P.S. Caradoc was asking about the History of Corsets the other day. I thought he should ask you. If you have a book on muggle fashion, please do send it to him.

Hjørdis took some to actually write the letter, pausing every few moments to figure out what to write. She wanted to ask that he was well, in good health and there had been no further developments with the hags - at least, nothing bad. Whilst they had not spoken about it much since their last meeting - the Professor meeting - she was hopeful that he was, at the very least, feeling a bit better.

Dot was also one of the cutest cats - outside of Jeger, of course. She just had to send her love to him too.

After signing her name, she allowed the letter to dry before folding it. A moment later, however, she suddenly unfolded it as an idea came to her. In order to raise some spirits, she decided to add a final P.S. to the end of the letter. This was something that she had been doing since she first met Caradoc and Zahid. Caradoc lied to her on their first meeting just to avoid doing some work and Hjørdis was totally happy to make him suffer from awkward moments as a result of that. She smirked a little as she looked at it before putting it to the side. She had more to write, after all.

Errand Progress: 1 Letter

Mentions:@Hjørdis Jensen

Abit hesitant, Nico opened the doors of the Library. Her eyes glancing up at the ceiling high bookcases as she gently closed the door. It had been awhile since she'd been here. Nothing had changed. Except. A small section had been turned into a write friendly environment. #SendALetterDay? Quite interesting that they had a day specifically for this.

Cautiously, the dhampir took a look at the many kinds of stationary. Nico wasn't really much of a writer. The owls she sent to her parents were quite short and straight to the point. But maybe this time she could write a more... detailed one. Before she was determined to follow through with that idea, she noticed her Head of House, Professor Jensen. A soft blush zoomed onto her face, not just because she felt exposed, but seeing the way Hjordis wrote with a Quill in such a refined manner, truly made her wish she could be like her. So collected and calm.

It reminded the redhead of the first time she met her. It was at this camping site where many students could sleep together in sleeping bags underneath the open sky. The Professor had baked many cupcakes and muffins for the students to feed on. And Nico could swear... even her mothers pastries couldn't compare to the balance of sweetness that engulfed the cakes. Maybe... Maybe she could write a thank you-letter to her. Yes!

Motivated, Nico speedwalked to a chair, one across the Professor. Honestly, why did she always put herself in this situations? To challenge herself. The prefect was shy and felt abit cautious around Professor Jensen. Not that she could help it. Adults who had a certain authority naturally intimidated the little girl. Don't panic. Just... write. After casting some nervous glances at the Professor, Nico took a piece of paper and a Quill, quielty scratching across the paper:

Dear Professor Jensen,

Here I am writing a letter to you. I never really got a chance to tell you how much I loved your cupcakes. Remember? The ones you prepared for the Camping we did a year ago. I only got in school briefly and everything was new and scary. I didn't really have any friends. I think the only one I had was a Gryffindor, Hugh Lowe. He had approached me at the Great Lake once and treated me like a person. Isn't that nice?

But this letter isn't for him. This is for you. Those cakes, tasted so good! They felt so warm. Not just because they were actually warm, but because I could taste how much love you put in them. At the time, those cupcakes made me so happy and not alone. I felt safe knowing that you are my Head of House. That even though you don't smile that often, atleast your heart still knows how to.

I hope I wasn't too imposing writing this.

Friendly humble greetings,

Nico Shymane -

P.S. I really admire the way you write and how you can be so calm. I aspire to be such a fine lady like you one day.

And there it was. Was this truly okey? Wasn't this too much? A slight panic creeped onto Nico's back, reaching nearly to her neck. Now, to hand it over to the Professor. Slowely, Nico looked over to the other side of the table. With her best folding skills, Nico put the letter in an envelop, to then carefully pull out her wand. Sliding it across the table would be rough. She feared she'd push it too hard, sending the letter flying, maybe across the Profs face. NO WAY. TOO RISKY. But... if she pushed it too gentle, the possibility was there, that the letter would lose speed halfway the table. Just imagening it, herself trying to reach for the paper, with her thin fingers, to then maybe pull a muscle or fall onto the table, disrupting the Professor... No no. She'd try something more delicate. What would Professor Jensen do?

Slowely, Nico pulled out her wand and aimed it at her letter. Swishing and flicking the wand, she whispered: 'Wingardium Leviosa'. Light as a feather, she directed the letter to float over to the opposite side. Everything was going swell. No errors. A soft smile slid upon her face. How impressed would the Prof be?

FLOP

It was close to perfect. However, distracted by her own excitement, the letter didn't end up on the table next to Hjordis...

But on top of her head.

Nico quickly put her hands on her mouth, turning beetred. How could she not forsee this?! How embarassing! The dhampir wished she could just melt to the floor and slosh away. But it was too late... Trying to not be obvious and panicking, she hid her wand and took the first book she could find. Opening it up infront of her. Yet, if the professor looked closely, she'd notice the girl was reading the book upside down...

Errand progress: Letter 1/5

@Hjørdis Jensen

𝘋𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘔𝘶𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘋𝘢𝘥,

𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘴𝘰 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘙𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘸 𝘏𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘏𝘰𝘨𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴. 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘹𝘵𝘳𝘢 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘳 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥. 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭.

𝘐 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘶𝘺𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐'𝘮 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘶𝘺𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘵. 𝘐'𝘮 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦. 𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘦. 𝘎𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵, 𝘮𝘶𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘢𝘥? 𝘐 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘯 𝘖 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘴 𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘰𝘯'𝘴 𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵. 𝘐 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘶𝘺𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥. 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘦.

𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩. 𝘐 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘶𝘺𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘢𝘥𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘺𝘭𝘦. 𝘐 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘶𝘺𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯.

𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰𝘯,
𝘋𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘦

Words: 426

Errand Progress: 1/ 5 Letters

Lizzie decided it was finally time to write the first letter of the year. She knew the letter would never be finished unless she had no other choice but to finish it. That was the whole plan. She would be sat in an area where no one could disturb her and she would write.

The Ravenclaw sat down at a table. The table was quite spacious with a few seats around it including Lizzie's. She looked down at the table, blankly. I knew I shouldn't have come here. Lizzie knew that her plan would never go through. Lizzie sighed and rested her head on her hand. I'm here now. There is defiantly no going back.

Lizzie grabbed a quill, some parchment and an bottle of ink. She dipped the quill into the ink bottle carefully. Who should I write to and what about? She thought and holding the quill above the parchment letting the ink drop ,slowly, onto it.

"Oh darn!" She whispered to herself and tried to wipe it up with her robe only smearing it more. She sighed once again and decided to write what she thought would be appropriate.

[font=Lucida Handwriting]Dear Cassie,

I am writing to you from that area in the Library where you write to other students (That was obvious). Well, I've come to tell you about anything. Anything being from how you are a good friend to planning our next 'thing' (You know what I mean).

Let's start off with saying hello. Hi. Yes I could literally just say that to your face but I'm lazy and don't want to walk to wherever you are (Probably your common room). We need to sort out a place where we can meet that is easy for you, me and Blake since we are in different houses.

Next of, we need to plan for the little fiasco that is mean to be happening in the Corridors. With the home-made things and throwing them. We should really make code-names for these just in case the letters get intercepted.

Lastly, I am writing about how to write a letter. What should I normally put in it? This seems stupid I write everyday. i just can't structure out a letter properly. Please help. I really need to send a letter to family (I should but it will never be sent anyway) and I can begin how to tell them what I've been doing. They would be so disappointed but proud at the same time. It's complicated.

-Lizzie Rose Verdine (Yes I sign of with my full name)

P.S I really really hope this letter doesn't get intercepted.[/font]

Lizzie placed er quill down and took a breath. That took more than twenty minutes and it was a load of rubbish! I was always better at writing lyrics. She thought and folded the parchment up. She looked at this and mumbled, "Might as well send it. I could just re-tell them in person if they don't get it."

Lizzie squeezed her eyes shut and really didn't want anyone to think she was weird because she was asking about how to write a stupid letter when she wrote lyrics every other day. She quickly stood up and walked out the Library with the letter still in her hand.

Letter count:1/5

Mentions Cassandra Ironwoods

Word count (Only RPG): 542 Words

𝒟𝑒𝒶𝓇 𝒟𝓎𝓁𝓁𝒾𝑒,

𝐼 𝒶𝓂 𝓈𝑜 𝑒𝓍𝒸𝒾𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝑒𝓁𝓁 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝐼 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝑒𝓃 𝓈𝑜𝓇𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝒾𝓃 𝑅𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓃𝒸𝓁𝒶𝓌 𝐻𝑜𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒾𝓃 𝐻𝑜𝑔𝓌𝒶𝓇𝓉𝓈. 𝐼 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝓂𝒾𝓈𝓈 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒟𝓎𝓁. 𝐼 𝓌𝒾𝓈𝒽 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓌𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒. 𝐼 𝒸𝒶𝓃'𝓉 𝓉𝑒𝓁𝓁 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒽𝑜𝓌 𝓂𝓊𝒸𝒽 𝒻𝓊𝓃 𝐼 𝒶𝓂 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝒶𝓇𝑒𝓃'𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝒶𝓂𝑒 𝒶𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝓊𝓈𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝒷𝑒 𝒷𝒶𝒸𝓀 𝒽𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓎𝑜𝓊.

𝒴𝑜𝓊 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝐼 𝒹𝑒𝒸𝑜𝓇𝒶𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝒶 𝒸𝓊𝓅𝒸𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒷𝓊𝓃𝓃𝓎 𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓂𝒶𝒹𝑒 𝒾𝓉 𝓁𝑜𝑜𝓀 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝒶 𝒷𝓊𝓃𝓃𝓎. 𝑀𝓎 𝒸𝓊𝓅𝒸𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝒽𝒶𝒹 𝓈𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒷𝓊𝓃𝓃𝓎 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝓈𝓀𝑒𝓇𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶 𝓈𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓃𝑜𝓈𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓉𝓉𝓎 𝑒𝓎𝑒𝓈. 𝐼 𝒶𝓁𝓈𝑜 𝒹𝑒𝒸𝑜𝓇𝒶𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝒸𝑜𝑜𝓀𝒾𝑒𝓈 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝐼 𝓂𝒶𝒹𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓂 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝒶 𝒽𝑜𝓃𝑒𝓎𝒸𝑜𝓂𝒷, 𝒶 𝒹𝑜𝑔𝓌𝑜𝑜𝒹 𝒻𝓁𝑜𝓌𝑒𝓇 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒷𝑒𝑒𝓈. 𝐵𝓊𝓉 𝐼 𝓌𝒾𝓈𝒽 𝓌𝑒 𝓌𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒹𝑜𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓉𝑜𝑔𝑒𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇. 𝒟𝑒𝓈𝓅𝒾𝓉𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉, 𝐼 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝒽𝑜𝓅𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝒹𝑜𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓌𝑒𝓁𝓁.

𝒢𝓊𝑒𝓈𝓈 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉,𝒟𝓎𝓁? 𝐼 𝑔𝑜𝓉 𝒶𝓃 𝒪 𝒾𝓃 𝓂𝓎 𝒻𝒾𝓇𝓈𝓉 𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓂𝓈 𝓁𝑒𝓈𝓈𝑜𝓃'𝓈 𝒶𝓈𝓈𝒾𝑔𝓃𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉. 𝐼 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝓃𝑜 𝒾𝒹𝑒𝒶 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝐼 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓈𝑜 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝒹 𝒶𝓉 𝒹𝑜𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉.

𝐼 𝓂𝒾𝓈𝓈 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝐼 𝒶𝓂 𝒶𝒹𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓃𝑒𝓌 𝓁𝒾𝒻𝑒𝓈𝓉𝓎𝓁𝑒. 𝐼 𝒽𝑜𝓅𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇 𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓈𝑜𝑜𝓃, 𝒷𝓊𝒹. 𝒟𝑜 𝒶𝓈𝓀 𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹𝓈 𝓉𝑜 𝓌𝓇𝒾𝓉𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝓂𝑒. 𝐼'𝓂 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝒹𝒾𝓈𝒶𝓅𝓅𝑒𝒶𝓇𝑒𝒹 𝐼 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝑜𝓃𝓁𝓎 𝑔𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝒰𝒦 𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝓉𝓊𝒹𝓎. 𝒢𝒾𝓋𝑒 𝓂𝓎 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒻𝒶𝓂𝒾𝓁𝓎 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓃𝓀 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓂𝓊𝓂 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝒹𝒾𝑒𝓈 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝓂𝒶𝒹𝑒 𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝓌𝑒 𝒽𝒶𝒹 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓈𝑒 𝓃𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓈.

𝒴𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝐵𝑒𝓈𝓉 𝐹𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹,
𝒟𝒶𝓂𝒾𝑜𝓃 𝒲𝒽𝒾𝓉𝑒

Words: 440

Errand Progress: 2/ 5 Letters

Sitting down to write a letter was something River hadn’t done in a long time. She’d been far to busy with other things like school work and clubs and such. Now, it was time to sit down with a quill, some ink and a parchment to simply write. She had made her way down the corridors and she walked quickly in through the library doors. The smell of parchment and dusty books was very familiar. She really enjoyed the library, it was nice and calm, perfect for some mindful writing. And since more people were gathering to write together, it would feel way less lonely than sitting in the common room next to a table all alone.
River noticed Professor Jensen sitting with a few other students, and she walked up to sit on a chair not too far away. “Hello Professor Jensen”, she said and gave Nora a smile. She also smiled to the rest of the people sitting there as she quietly placed her bag down on the floor next to her chair. She pulled out her ink and parchment along with her quill. The ravenclaws eyes rested on a candle as her mind tried to make up who she would write a letter to first. River had decided to go there with no specific plan, but rather to just go with what felt right in the moment. There were a couple people she had wanted to send letters to for a while, and now she finally had the time to. Most letters she wrote went to her father, and she thought she would begin with writing him a letter. She truly hoped he was doing alright in these times, and she could imagine him sitting in his office all day, drowning in work and coffee.

Dear dad
I really hope you are doing well at home. It’s been a while since I heard from you, but I can imagine it’s because you are very busy with work. I just wanted to give you a little update on how things are going here. It has been some time since I sent you a letter too, and, well, it’s because I too am very busy lately. I’ve joined this club that arranges games we play outside on the grounds. I find it very fun to spend some time outside with my fellow students here at Hogwarts. Other than that, there is a lot of work too. You know, homework and stuff.
Sir Little-Hoot is doing well too. He likes to flutter about, and he steals my hair ties as well, which to be honest is a bit of an issue when I’m a part of that club I mentioned. My hair gets everywhere.

I do hope you get out of you office every now and then. Get some fresh air and a good meal down at least once a day please. I’m sure your work will become easier if it is not absolutely all you spend your time on. I have learned that taking breaks can improve your work immensely, so at least give it a shot.

Alright, that’s all for now, I hope I hear from you soon.

-River

That's one letter down out of, well she hadn't decided how many she'd write yet. She carefully folded the parchment and put it aside in her bag. There was one friend she had been dying to talk to for a while, so she had one more letter in mind. That was her plan for now.

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Dear Mother and Father

Even though you worried about me on the first place by going here, I enjoyed it immensely and just like you predicted dad, I was sorted into Slytherin just like you did back when you attended this school (no offense to Ravenclaw, mom. I still love you nonetheless).

Maybe I should tell you about the trouble I was in (yes, dad I knew it is too early for that) it just a misunderstood, I hoped. When on the journey to the school, I shared it with two soon to be Hufflepuffs and one of them decided to opened the window to saw if magic worked beyond the window. Then several moment later the train came to a halted and the conductor came charging his way to our compartment.

The poor girl stammered out her answer and I can not help myself not to helped her, I do not want the girl got into trouble. Long story short I had a little argument with the conductor, the conductor let us go at least for now. To be frank, it was exhilarating (I know for a fact you shook your head, mom).

And for lessons well I need to stop procrastinating it. I promise I will start attending my class and get good grades. I want both of you to be proud of me. I think that is it for now.

p.s : I made friends, it was a miracle! I hope this friendship will last long just like both of you have.

Your proudest gem,

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Ink, Quill, Wax Stamp Set that Cassie used

Word Count Letter : 260

Word Count RPG : 256

Errand Progress : 1 / 5 Letters

Mentions: @Hjørdis Jensen

May was worried. What should she do?
Her mother and father would be worried if she wouldn't write a letter to them.
So she decided she would talk to...herself? Yeah, she had nobody she could talk to. And that is that.

So, she decided that she would send them a letter. Short, but full.... Of understanding.

[/color] she told her teddy bear. She picked up her bag, and zoomed to the library.

When she arrived, she saw the writing letters table. There, she could see some students and the Slytherin head of house.
"Good morning Professor" she said, and set on a chair.

She decided, that next thing she would do after writing to her mother and father would be writing to her sister and then to her aunt and then to her cousin, and then to her uncle. Yeah, that was it. Now....

Dear Mother and Father,
I'm fine, if that's what you're u guys are wondering anyways. I was sorted in the best house, Hufflepuff, the house of the loyal. I'm happy here, and I would immensely love staying here on vacation, but I know you wouldn't let me stay.

I really want to talk to you guys about what is happening between us. You know what I'm talking about.

Lots of love,

MAY

Yeah, that was ok. Now, a few others to go...