Valentine's Pen Pals sign ups only

❀ 02/19/25 Roleplaying as Mateo Yamamoto from Mahoutokoro ❀

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As Mateo was waiting for Madisyn's next letter, Mateo got side tracked as he was looking around the art gallery again and when he was done looking around, he had saw even more people inside of the art gallery.

Now that Mateo realizes it, he actually wanted to meet Madisyn in a private area, so then it would just be them talking and no one else. Mateo looked down at his table and saw that there was a letter sitting there waiting for him to open it. He quickly opened it, unsure of how long it was sitting there. He read it before he wrote down his own letter.

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Dear Madisyn,
I'm pretty sure I've seen you a few times as I was looking around the room. Honestly, I'm fine with boh of us having dark hair. I can't believe that some people don't like it if their partner has dark hair. It makes no sense. Anyways, I was thinking that maybe instead of meeting here, we could meet somewhere else? Like in a more private area?

How does that sound?
Mateo

When he was happy with what he had written, Mateo folded up the parchment before placing it inside of an envelope and after addressing it to Madisyn, he sealed the envelope and placed it inside of the box.

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@Madisyn Jones

date- February 12th, 2025 location- Beauxbatons

interacting/mentioning- @Nora De Carie ooc notes-

So she was unbelievably late. Great. Beauxbatons had been more than Sage expected, the grounds, the people, the entire world of the French school was too beautiful. Too beautiful beyond her understanding.

Sage happened to be painfully aware that love was the main point for the Valentine's Pen Pal activity. Being only a second year who ever really thought about love, she just expected to maybe find a friend. If she was lucky.

Sage, in complete honesty, had never really thought about what her future would look like in terms of love. Sometimes she found it completely boring or even gross. She'd just assumed she'd meet some guy one day and fall in love or something. She didn't know. She'd had bigger things to worry about than if she was ever going to fall in love.

First she needed to fall in love with the way her life had been set up.

Sage guided herself into the event, settled in the third floor art gallery. Her brown eyes fell on what she guessed to be the pairings, a cauldron overflowing with pink paper hearts. Approaching it with a twitch of uncertainty, a sense of timorousness, and pulled one out. And...written on it was one she'd never heard. Nora De Carie.

She paused for a moment, trying to recall if she'd ever crossed paths with the owner of the name. Nothing came to mind. Sage turned slowly and sat herself at a table. She honestly had no idea how to introduce herself to this stranger. This letter was very different than any other she'd written, or even thought about writing. She tried anyway.

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Nora,

I'm going to be completely honest with you. I have no idea who you are. I deeply apologize if you are familiar with me, I do not recall crossing paths with you. Seeing as we've been paired for this event, I have a feeling this will change.

Since I struggle to know what to say to someone who I am unfamiliar with, I suppose the only way to burn the ice is to introduce myself. My name's Sage, Sage Lyla Willows. I'm a second year at Hogwarts, and also an editor for our school newspaper, a quidditch player, and one of the prefects of Hufflepuff. I enjoy running, reading, Herbology, and I aspire to be a healer one day.

I was born in London, but now I live in Kent, England with my little sister Kora and my step-mum Cassie. I have a cat, Casey. He's pretty old but I adore him.

I'll end here so you don't think I'm too self absorbed. Tell me about yourself? We will have to find each other here at Beauxbatons, I'd love the pleasure of your company. Perhaps the gardens?

Best,
Sage

Sage sealed her introduction to Nora in an envelope and addressed it. She'd have to see what came from it.

February 12th 2025

Dialogue
English: #e22400
Spanish: #fdc700
Beaubaxtons for Valentine's day this year. It was situated in the Pyrenees in the south of France. It was the country of love so it made sense. After the welcoming party, which was a interesting way to welcome guests, I signed up for anonymous pen pals as a way to connect with students from other school. And I guess to find love as well but I'm not really interested at the moment. The event was held in the I've been paired up Elisa Shakestra, the name doesn't really ring a bell but it did sound vaguely familiar. I quickly began writing letter to put in her box.

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Dear Elisa
Hello! How do you do? My name is Alejandro, I'm a second year at Hogwarts. I live in London but I'm half spanish so I can speak both Spanish and English. Which school do you go to and where are you from? Your name sounds vaguely familiar to me. Have we met before?
-Alejandro

I folded the parchment up and slipped it in Elisa's box. After that I checked my own box to see if she had written anything for me. The box was empty. I guess I'll check in again after a while.

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Legs falling one after the other in a brisk pace, breath coming in in sharp inhales and out through huffed exhales, Sabrina ran through the foreign school's gardens. She had lost track of time and now was in danger in running late to the afternoon program. Sparing a sharp nod at the winged horse statue, she stiffled a high pitched groan that was crawling up her throat at the sight of first set of stairs.

No matter, she wrapped her fingers around the railing, using it as a matter to hoist herself forward. She repeated the motion until the last flight of stairs, which she steadily slowed down on. One hand clasped against her hip, the young Raven stambered on the desired floor, supporting her lower back against the wall as she leaned forward, bracing her palms against her knees.

"Whew" she mumbled into the back of her hand that she was just using to wipe her cheek with. She was used to stairs, having to concor them each time she went to her dorms, but running them up was a different cup of tea. Speaking of - she pushed herself off of the wall, momenteraly seeing stars at the quick change - she had missed a good portion of the arrival tea party, - something she couldn't really bring herself to fully regret due to her alternative program - which meant that she didn't get to meet a lot of new faces. Hopefully that would change with this event.

Her own face red to a point when she could blend in with the everpresent decorations, she enetered the gallery. Just like in the last even, the room was buzzing with magic, hushed voices and unintrusive romantic music.

Taking all of it in - the soft glow of lanterns, delicious looking food, beautiful magical decorations - she slowly made her way to the centre of the room, where a flower decorated table held a big heart shaped cauldron. Within it, pieces of paper of the same shape stood in a huge pile. Fishing one out out of curiosity, she unfolded it to find an unknown name written on it: Marietta Griffis.

Brows creased in confusion, she looked around to see if there was anyone she could ask about this curious cauldron. To her delight, she caught sight of Mateo once more. He was standing next to a heart shaped box, sliding a letter inside. Skipping over to him happily, she tapped on his shoulder.

"Hello there mister" she smiled up at him, "long time no see. Sorry for leaving so suddenly in the morning - you had fun at the tea party?" She paused to give him space to answer before continuing "you seem to know what this all is about - so, why are there names in the cauldron and what do I do with them?" She asked, showing him the one she picked.

WC: 485| Interacting with: @Tracey Bailey as Mateo Yamamoto Mentioning: @Marietta Griffis

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❀ 02/19/25 Roleplaying as Mateo Yamamoto from Mahoutokoro ❀

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As Mateo was waiting for Madisyn to reply to his letter, he looked around again, and literally now noticed that they had food. How on earth did he not notice that until now? Perhaps he wasn't hungry? Or he wasn't a big foodie like someone he knows.

Mateo wanted to roam over to the food table, but as he was about it, he felt someone tap his shoulder. He looked beside him to see Sabrina. Mateo smiled at his friend and listened to what she said before saying,
"Hi Brie! Long time no see? We literally last saw each other at the party! Nah, it's fine. The party was great! I made so many friends! Though they were all girls. But honestly, you can't blame me,"

After he spoke, Mateo heard Sabrina ask another question, this time about what to do. Mateo took his time to respond before saying,
"Ok, so there are names in that big cauldron over there, because we're being paired with people to send letters to. So, basically a pen pal but for Valentine's Day! Makes sense? So, basically, whoever you got, write a letter to them saying who you are and tell them a bit about yourself, unless you already know who they are,"

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@Madisyn Jones, @Sabrina Lyons

Her sarcastic remark didn't seem to reach the boy in an intended way, but Sabrina didn't really mind. She was just glad to see him again.

"Guess I can't. You were definitely outnumbered at our table" she laughted. A part of her wanted to ask for more details. She could lie to herself and pretend like she was honestly interested in her friend's experience, but she knew that she only wanted to know his thoughts on a certain Ravenclaw girl, just so she could tell him hers. That felt selfish, and not like a good topic to bring up now, so she didn't say anything.

Nodding along as he explained the concept of Valentine's pen pals to her, her smile brightened. The last time she had done pen pals, she had met one of her best friends. So all and all, she was pretty happy to repeat the experience. Plus, it seemed like a good distraction - just as her little journey through the gardens was.

Glancing down at the heart shaped paper she gently rubbed her thumbs over it before looking back up at Mateo, "Makes sense" she confirmed, "sounds really fun. That letter you sent was for you pen pal?" she nodded towards the heart shaped box, letting her curiosity loose "Anyhow, I think I'll go write mine. Thanks for explaining it to me, see you in a bit!" she gave him a quick hug before skipping over to one of the tables, silently vowing to herself to plan an actual hang out with Mateo before they leave Beauxbâton.

Her hand hovering over the desk, her fingers ghosted over and slowed at envelopes she found pretty, before stilling over one she really liked. Reaching for a parchement, she sat down and dragged them both to herself, picking up a free quill.

Lips slightly pursed and a small crease forming between her brows, a habit she had developed for when she was thinking, she cocked her head, rolling the quill between her fingers.

Dear Marietta,

Hi! I don't know you, and I am fairly positive you don't know me. I hope to find and deliver this note to you but in case I don't get to do so, my name is Sabrina, Sabrina Lyons, Brie for short.

I am from Hogwarts and am currently dying with the anticipation of meeting you and hopefully getting to learn more than your name.

Happy early Valentine's day,
Brie

After blowing on it to make the ink dry faster, Sabrina carefully folded the parchment, sliding it into her chosen envelope - a plain cream colored one with red outline that formed a heart in the peak of the closing. After smoothing out the glued places snd writing her pen pal's name on the front with in red ink, Sabrina held the finished product at an arm lenght to see it better. Satisfied with the result, she cleared her throat before taking a deep breath.

"Delivery for Marietta Griffis!" she exclaimed, one hand cuppped to her mouth, she held the envelope in the other, as she waved it above her head. Tsking at herself as her brain caught up to her mouth and reminded it that: hey, people are writing letters here - she willed her outstreched arm into a more relaxed position, still keeping it abover her head.

With the letter between her middle and index finger, she lightly swayed it from side to side as she leaned her hip against a nearby table, gaze flickering over the room. Marietta, her mind echoed the stranger recipient's name, where could you be?

WC: 598 | Interacting with: @Tracey Bailey as Mateo Yamamoto Mentioning: @Marietta Griffis

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Role-playing as Clément Cantegrel from Beauxbâtons

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Upon hearing news of a pen pals event for the valentine's week, Clément did not have to think twice before signing up. The French boy had sweared to himself that he would have nothing other than fun that week - all the wizarding schools were coming to Beauxbâtons, loads of new faces would be seen and friends would be made. It was therefore with a bright and eager expression that Clément came upon the doors of the art gallery, where the pen pals event would be taking place.

There were already lots of people in the room, and the first thing the Beauxbâtons student noticed was the large crowd of students at a table at the centre of the room. His curiosity perking up, Clément squeezed through the students right to the table, where a large heart-shaped cauldron was standing. Relating the various students picking up heart-shaped paper notes and the theme of the event, Clément understood that they were drawing names for their pen pal partners.

Excited at this aspect, he drew his own hand in the cauldron, rummaged around for quite a few moments until his fingers grasped a heart among the dozen that were in the cauldron. He unfolded the paper, and squinted his eyes to read the name inscribed upon it. "Sabrina Ortega", he read aloud. Doesn't sound very French, or English... he thought, perhaps a student from Uagadou? Castlebruxo?

Stepping out of the tight crowd around the table, his eyes scanned the room, only to drop back to the paper heart in his hands. He had no way of knowing who his pen pal was... After a few seconds' reflexion, he figured his pen pal must be somewhere in the room.

"Sabrina? Sabrina Ortega?" he shouted, raising his voice above the chatter and the music all while waving the paper slip around. Clément didn't particularly enjoy writing letters, and he doubted his pen pal could understand French anyway. He wanted to meet the person in question face to face first.

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OOC Notes: Sorry for the delay!