28 Apr 2021, 11:15
Addressed to the Light
These are letters from Aurora to her father that she just kept inside a little box under her bed.
May 1, 2021
You know where i amTo my dearest father,
Hi, how are you? I’m sorry I never really give you any update about my life. Mom said you will always be watching from wherever you are, but I just want to feel like you are still around even though you are not. I cannot send this to you anyway, mom would be furious if I send grumpy to heaven, right? Starting today, I will update you about my life every once in a while!
I have this idea to write you letters since the beginning of my first year, but here I am, just starting. Did you know I’m a Ravenclaw? It was a shock to me too, honestly. When I explained how Hogwarts houses work to Naomi, she thought I might end up in Slytherin. I wonder if green will look good on me. I made some friends, shocking, am I right? Well, not particularly friends, but we occasionally talk, which was better than I expected. My first friend is a Hufflepuff, like you. She’s really lovely and kind. Oh, speaking of Hogwarts, what is your favourite subject? I never really get the chance to ask you in person, but mom said it was potion. Mine is charm at the moment, but I got ‘Outstanding’ in potion as well.
I know you are not a quidditch person, but there’s something exciting that you need to know! Recently, I joined the Ravenclaw quidditch team. I got the second-string position as a beater even though I really do want to play as seeker. So, I signed up for Quidditch scrimmage and played as a seeker. Quidditch is brutal! I still can’t believe it’s legal to hit each other with a bludger, but you will get detention for some harmless jinxes.
Many interesting things happened this year, and I absolutely love every second of it. I joined lots of clubs as well, I am a part of the headliner team, the frog choir, aspirant animagi, WORD, ISR, Archery club, and I want to join some more later. Oh, and there’s this boy, he’s older. I never really talk to him like really talk just the two of us, and he’s pretty cute, though. His name issssss......... Just kidding, i won't tell you. But I think he has a girlfriend already, so whatever. I mean, it’s not like I’m going to approach him if he doesn’t have a girlfriend, haha. If you read this, don’t tell mom, okay?
I wish you were here
With the biggest love and warmest hug,
Last edited by Aurora Ranvier on 16 Nov 2021, 14:23, edited 2 times in total.
11 May 2021, 16:04
Addressed to the Light
May 10, 2021
Of course I'm in my bedTo my dearest father,
Hi, I hope you’re doing good up there. So, there will be a ball. Not a literal ball. It’s a blossom ball. Honestly, I still have no clue why Hogwarts is so keen on making events when everyone knows that it will end up in disaster. I heard last year’s ball had a lot to do with fire.
Speaking of ball, I don’t have a date. So I will be my own date, independent, am I right? Who needs a date when you have yourself? Actually, I don’t know if it is independent or lonely. The theme will be the ancient Greece thing, I don’t know much about it but it sounds cool. Mom sent me a dress the other day, it was lovely. But it was way too long, I think I will cut it short so I can run quickly if something terrible happens for precaution. You know what, father? I think I will bring a water gun filled with water and pepper for safety because I have a bad feeling about the ball. Blossom ball, they said. More like a withering ball.
By the way, is Hogwarts always been a place where weird things happen? I know your first encounter with mom was you trying to transfigure yourself into a squid, but then you fell to the lake. Most of my first meets with some of the people here were, unusual. I screamed at someone in the bathroom, I farted in the great hall, I burst into a room full of people with a sweaty face, I mean, was it always like that? And people seemed to enjoy my presence more than when I was in muggle school, so that’s good. I do feel like I belong here.
Oh, I haven’t told you about Josh the old stepdad. Well, I kind of bribed him to tell mom to let me have a cat and let me dye my hair pink, and in return, I promised to give him a chance. Let’s see about that. There is a side of me that hope that I will get a cat and pink hair, but there’s another side of me that doesn’t want to hang out with him, you know? I honestly don’t know why I dislike that guy. Mom seems happy with him, so why am I not? I felt like our negative feeling towards each other is mutual, but now I think it is only me. I need to think about it though, maybe I need to do counselling with the Hogwarts caretaker. Perhaps that is not a bad idea.
I do have lots to update you about quidditch! But I don’t want this letter to be too long, so I guess I’ll write to you about it in the next one.
I miss you so much! I wish you were here
With the biggest love and warmest hug, and a cookie,
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8 Jun 2021, 16:57
Addressed to the Light
May 12, 2021
Same place as beforeTo my dearest father,
Hi, How are you? Is everything good up there? Everything is great so far for me here, like I said in my previous letter, this one will be dedicated to quidditch. So, get some popcorn and a nice cup of tea because this will be a long quidditch talk. And please don’t tell me heaven does not serve popcorn.
First, let’s talk about the good news. In the quidditch scrimmage, I CAUGHT THE SNITCH WITH A FANCY SPIRAL DIVE MOVEMENT! Everyone in both mine and the opposite team was doing fantastic. I swear, wizarding kids are so much more talented than muggles. I got hit by a bludger twice, by the same person named McDonald. His real name is McCowan but let’s pretend it is McDonald for my amusement. But I felt sorry for the other seeker, her name is Adelard, knocked off of her broom and fell unconscious. But I sent her a couple of chocolate frogs and a small letter the other day, hopefully, she’s doing okay now. But thanks to you, though. You made me able to catch that snitch. I saw you there for a split second. Were you really there? Or did I just imagining you in my head? But it felt so real, I could hear you shouted my name, that awful nickname you gave me. Roe. What were you thinking when you came up with that? I still hate it, not going to lie. But I miss it. But most importantly, I miss you. Are you still watching me? Do I need to buy an Ouija board to contact you? Because you know I would. I still have your Hufflepuff scarf at home, I think I’m going to bring it with me in my second year and lie to people that the hat somehow resorted me into Hufflepuff.
Now, for the bad news. Ravenclaw lost to Slytherin even though. Not going to lie, it was not a big surprise since they have cool brooms while some of us eagles still using the dusty, almost snapped school brooms. Two of my fellow beaters got knocked out by the same person with a strength of the entire Slytherin team in one beater. And I only managed to hit the bludger twice and missed, then suddenly they caught the snitch. Shortest game ever! I will practice hitting balls during the holiday, maybe baseball? I don’t know. Maybe Naomi will give me some sport ideas that I can try to improve my amateur beater skill, hopefully I will not hit our neighbour’s window because they will make a fuss about it and I won’t be able to use reparo. Did you know I can do that now?
Turns out, this letter is not that long. But I think I did a decent job at recapping two quidditch matches. That’s all for today’s letter. It would be so much fun if I could tell you in person.
Wish you were here!
With a hot chocolate and a freshly baked cookie,
13 Sep 2021, 14:04
Addressed to the Light
August 16, 2021
Unicorn CabinTo my dearest father,
Hello, I’m sorry. It has been a while since I wrote you a letter. It’s not like I don’t want to. Everything was a little bumpy. I just need to sort things out by myself. Putting my mind on check, you know? Just trying to be more independent but failing miserably.
I just had a detention today. I changed someone’s hairstyle to be horrible and it was so funny. Totally deserve it though, both me and that guy. But let’s not talk about that annoying person here. The reason why I decided to write to you is because I brought you up in a conversation with a friend. Yes, she’s a friend, her name is Violet Carrington, in the same year as me and a Slytherin. We were just talking about a boy, another boy, then somehow I told her that I don’t want him to cease from existence, then it reminded me of you. I lost you. And I don’t want to lose anyone ever again. I know it is impossible, because everything will end. But at least now I can do something to prevent it. I am older now and I can fight. And I promise I will protect those who I care for.
Remember McDonald? Now his name is McNuggets. I think I mentioned him in my last letter, and yes, he hit me with a bludger twice. Still mad about it, honestly. That’s the Gryffindor that we talked about during detention. Okay, first of all, I don’t like him. And second of all, he’s quite cute. And third of all, I want to ask you how do you know if you like someone? When did you realise that you liked mom back then? What do you see in her? Lots of people said that she’s the older version of me, so, I guess we’re pretty similar in a way? I want to ask her, but she will not stop teasing me about it. Not to mention Josh. I would rather bring it to the grave than tell them about it. But how are you supposed to answer me?
Lately I’ve been thinking, how is it fair for you to know things about me through this letter while I have no idea how your day is up there, I don’t even know what your favourite food right now, or the song that you can’t stop listening to, or why you want to be a healer. What I knew about you was always from Mom and not yourself. And I don’t even know if it is possible for you to read what I wrote, which makes me sad sometimes. But I will be okay. There must be a way to talk to you in some way, right? This is the wizarding world after all. I just have to work hard to be able to do such a thing.
Until next time,
16 Nov 2021, 14:20
Addressed to the Light
October 15, 2021
Somewhereeee over the rainbowTo my dearest father,
Hi, It’s me, again. I’m sorry I didn’t write to you as often as before. I kept trying to do it but I just couldn’t get any words to write. It’s not like I don’t want to tell you about my days anymore. It’s a bit hard to explain, I guess. Maybe talking to you in person and actually getting your response would be better, but I don’t think I would be able to do it in the near future.
I have two news, one is amazing, the other is not so great. Let’s start with the bad first, shall we? So I could close the letter with a smile on my face, and possibly on yours too, if you have the chance to read it. It’s been a little hard lately. I’m not actually sure what happened, maybe I’m just in my angsty phase, or maybe I’m just overthinking, but I feel like people are fed up with me. I couldn’t even control it if I wanted to, it just sort of happened. Sometimes I just can’t help but be angry at something that is so small, I can’t help but to think people are going to leave sooner or later. This is the real proof, Naomi didn’t write back for like weeks. And at first I was kind of worried if she might be sick or something bad happened to her or her family, but Mom would’ve told me about it. Does that mean she doesn’t want me to be her friend anymore? I don’t know who I should talk to anymore if she decides to cut me out. She’s the only one that I could reach out for without having to be scared to be judged, I trust her, and now she doesn’t want to talk anymore? Did I do something wrong? I believe I just wished her happy birthday, I called her ugly but we call each other that all the time. I just don’t know what to do, should I write more letters? If only I could bring my phone, I could just call her and things would be fine.
Also, I think I like someone. Yes, it is McNuggets. Nicholas. So, I apologized for what I did, then asked him to the ball, and he said yes, and for once, he actually didn’t scream at my face. For the record, he never screamed, he was just being all grumpy and being cute. He’s very cute, I don’t know what else to say. He even offered to hold my hand! I swear I almost passed out. Did you feel this kind of feeling back then with Mom? Like your face just suddenly feels hot, and you can’t hold your smile, then you just involuntarily let out weird giggles, and you just can’t stop thinking about him, and then your mood just lights up whenever you see him. I can’t handle this, this is too much. Plus, he put my resume and letter and my picture inside his pocket, at least I know that he didn’t throw them away. It makes me so happy when I think about it whenever I’m feeling down. At least good things still exist, right?
I wonder what your reaction would be if you read this. I hope you’re as ecstatic as I am. Talk to you later! I love you so much, and I miss you.
Sending you lots of love,