Wrong Person! PV Aurélie

Outfit: Reducio "English"|Thoughts

25/01/24 OOC Note: Reducio Abilities: Charmer | Fearless

The buzz around Ilvermorny was all about the upcoming Spring Ball. It was all everyone talked about. However, there was absolutely no way Amber was going to take a date. She'd said this before. She was stubborn. She wasn't dating right now. Just friends. The thing was, even Kaya had wanted to take a date. Kaya who was her best friend. Kaya who didn't want to date anyone, but still wanted to find a date. Funny how things worked. Amber was sort of excited. But if Kaya's dream was to find a date to the ball in the ball, then she was not going to be able to spend much time with her. Which meant she was going to be alone. Great. She couldn't not go to the ball. She had skipped too many for that. Which meant she needed a genius idea. That genius idea came that night when an owl knocked its beak against the window. Her pen pal. She could finally meet her pen pal at the ball!! That would be its own adventure in itself. So even though it was the middle of the night, she got up turning on only one lamp, and wrote her letter to her penpal. Dear Aurélie, That's wonderful! I will make sure to remember your birthday as it is coming up soon. And don't underestimate your mother. Sometimes the sweetest people can be the most fierce. No, no he's not terrible. I think I'm the one who's terrible. He did learn all his pranks from me. And I guess he's a good buddy. He's so sweet. But yes, peace and quiet is sometimes needed. Now that I think about it though, without Finn, it would be way too quiet. If your mother ever had more children, trust me, she would. I'm a troublemaker child, and yet she gives me tons of freedom, which I'm happy about. But the thing is, sometimes my parents are too busy with Finn, that they forget about me. That's not fun. So I guess I'm lucky and so are you. Ooh, grey doves sounds so cool! I was thinking, a butterfly. Beautiful but can go wherever they want. Oh and purple as well. I'll have to find a costume and a mask though. By the way, I was wondering whether you wanted to meet up at the ball. That would be so fun! Let me know! Sincerely, Amber Frost Hart I then wrapped my letter, waited a day and sent it off.

Word Count: 372/200

ROLEPLAYING AS BEAUXBATONS iNPC AURÉLIE NATHALIE DUVAL

February 4th, 2024
Amber Frost Hart (@Reyna Evergreen)

french | english | thoughts | others

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Aurélie was enjoying her time back at Beauxbatons very much. She'd learned the hard way last semester not to slack off when it came to work and assignments-- it could all really pile up fast. There was just so much that she'd rather be doing instead of all the boring schoolwork, and yet, when it was time to turn it in, she put in extra work and pulled all-nighters to make sure that her grades stayed good. It was all just too much, so little Aurélie tried a different approach. Operation Don't Procastinate was a go. It didn't really work in the beginning, but by the end of January, the French girl was learning fast that it was much easier to get the hard things done first so she could relax later on during the day.

By the time February rolled around, Aurélie was ready. She was going to enjoy her birthday month, she was. She already had birthday wishlists drafted up to send over to her parents and grandparents, who would surely get her anything that her heart desired.

On the morning of the fourth day in February, Aurélie was looking over one particular part of her birthday wishlist, when an owl tap-tap-tapped at her dorm window. She opened it up, smiling at the familiar sight of Amber's owl. The creature was weighed down by a little scroll, which Aurélie untied from its leg. She let it cool off and gave it a bit of food, then sat down comfortably to read her newest letter.

A few hours later, once she'd finished her classes and homework for the day, Aurélie sat in her desk and wrote Amber a reply. She tied the message to the owl's leg and let the creature off to find its owner once more.

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THE LETTER

Reducio

Dear Amber Frost Hart,

It is coming up, isn't it? Ah, so soon, I'm going to be turning a year older. How time flies. And I suppose you're right, my mother might've been much different when she was back in school. Maybe I've never seen the real Élodie Duval. The thought still does make me laugh though.

You can't be terrible, Amber! I am a perfect judge of character, if I do say so myself, and even though I've never actually seen you (are you really tall or really short? I'm really short, sadly) I know you're an amazing person. Maybe one day, if I ever can convince my parents to let me come over there to where you live, I could meet your brother?

A purple butterfly costume? That would look beautiful. And, of course, I'd love to meet up with you at the ball. It'll be loads of fun, getting to see and talk to you in real life, and not in owls. I'll be on the lookout for a girl in purple, dressed as a butterfly. Hopefully there aren't too many others with the same idea.

By the way, here's a few questions that I'd thought I'd ask since there's still so much I don't know about you. What's your favourite colour? I don't really have one. What's your favourite place that you've ever went to? Mine is London, for now. I'm hoping to travel a lot more when I grow older. What's your favourite class? I think mine is duelling, but if my tutors and homeschooling count, then it's definitely ballet. I don't know if you're familiar with it or not, but it's a Muggle dance form, and I love it.

Sincerely,
Aurélie