Valentine's Sweethearts Errand

Serena could not help but sigh as the awkward day of Valentine's came around again. She had no idea why she was here again in truth. Last year, she had found herself madly in love with her bestfriend. And she wasn't. Right? No, of course not. They were just that: friends. Nothing more. Besides, she suspected that he had a crush on George given how he acted during their broom races. She had never seen him acting so frickin' adorable as he did around the Hufflepuff captain. Though the captain did apparently have a boyfriend. Heartbreaking, really. This was why Valentine's Day sucked even more.

All she did know, however, was that she would not be attending the party. It was just not worth the stress and awkwardness. She would always be one of the few people there alone. Most people by her age had had crushes or been in relationships and she seemed to just... exist. She definitely felt as though she was falling behind. In a matter of months, she would be an adult by all accounts and that was just freaky to think about when she could not even manage to talk to someone that she liked without turning red. She legitimately freaked out around Howard for months when she was crushing on him and it was so embarrassing. At this stage, they seemed to be at the point where it was easier to just not talk about it anymore and move on. Though she had intentionally found herself pulling away from him, not wanting to get in the way of his newfound relationship.

She sighed as she sat by herself. Everyone around seemed to be doing fine just writing letters. They knew exactly who to write to. The last time she was here, she wrote a few letters. Her letter to Hugh ended up seeming more like a love letter than she had intended it to be - it somehow got changed? It did not help that she was under the influence of a potion or something too. Her letter to Howard was sent anonymously and likely came across as Bloom wrote it, in his mind, which just made her cringe even more.

Shaking that thought off, she grabbed some paper and started to write her letters. She figured focusing on spreading some love and doing some good would help her to feel better. The first was to her bestest friend in the whole world - a little giant named @Hugh Lowe.

Buddy,

I am going to deliver this letter in your hand directly so it doesn't get altered again - and stay away from cupcakes this year. However, I just wanted to say that:

1. I'm sorry for totally falling off the broom a couple of days ago. It is not the training: it is me that has failed.

2. Yes, I have definitely been avoiding you since that game - and I'm sorry for that too. I will try harder at the next training session. How about one this week?

3. You are amazing. Thanks for being my best friend. ♡

That's all, friend. Thank you for being there for me!

Lots of love,

The Pointy Eared Gremlin

The second letter went to @Dymphna Teague, who was one of the oldest friends.

Dear Dymphna,

I hope this letter finds you in good health. I'm sure you'll be bombarded with letters this Valentine's Day but here's another one, just so you know that you're loved! I know we have not been able to hang out together as much as I would have liked but I am here if you require anything or just want to hang. I am pretty much available any time, just let me know.

Also - I got some really cool new brooms lately and have some on order. If you're interested, we should totally go flying and test them all out!

Lots of love always,

Ser xoxo

The third and final letter she was going to write for now was addressed to @Rosie Parker who had been a dear friend that she had kind of neglected if she was honest when she was wrapped up in her own bullshit and drama.

Dear Rosie,

Hi friend, I just wanted to reach out and say that I absolutely adore you. I am really sorry that I was not in touch as much as I should have been. I'll be honest, I was absorbed in my own shit and did not think of others and that is my fault. I am truly sorry for that. I hope you are well. If you would like to hang out anytime, let me know!

Perhaps we could play some Quidditch, like the good old days? Or just go to Hogsmeade, get some food and have a chat? Whatever you want, let me know! I am game.

Lots of love always,

Ser xoxo

With that, she placed each of the letters into their own envelopes. She added some glitter into each of the envelopes that matched the colour of the ink for each letter. Hugh got blue. Dymphna's was purple and Rosie got gold. With that, she sealed them with her own personal seal to prevent anyone from tampering with them and left the room with them in hand.

Word Count: 881/600

13 February, 2023

She had just returned to the table and set her drink and cookie down when she heard.... correction... everyone heard, Mr. McCoire make his grand entrance into the Great Hall with his now signature shout out to his Lady Love. AngelFyre was still standing and looked down at Clair for her reaction to the subtle entrance.

AngelFyre laughed softy as she took her seat and her eyes momentarily met Clair's. "Gotta love the musicality of those rolling rrrrrrrr's as he yells out Clair." She would have been happy to grab her things and move to the opposite side, making way for Colin to sit next to Clair, but he had already started loping down along the (mostly) empty benches on the opposite side of the table. He came to an abrupt stop across from them, poured out his supplies in front of him and then greeted her first with his very Colinesque name for her, "Fyre Angel", and while his eyes did shoot to her in brief acknowledgement, they quickly landed where they most wanted to be, and that was on his Clair. She was not going to fault him for that.

The boy was goofy gone over the girl sitting next to her, and honestly, AngelFyre found it charming as heck. People in love, and their expressions of such, always made her happy. The world needed more, not less love, and Colin was simply doing his part for the greater good. He, as almost everyone with two working ears had known for months and months, was clearly in love and now that his feelings were being returned, he was just beside himself with joy. The Colin who had now plopped himself down opposite them was a far cry happier boy than the one who had started the year out in September.

Thank God for Clair was all AngelFyre could say because without her, she feared Colin may have sunk into a despair so deep she would not have been able to reach him. She could feel the smile on her face as she watched and listened to her friend, and wondered if she looked and sounded as happy to other people when she was with Simon. She hoped so.

AngelFyre's ears perked up when Colin mentioned having something for her from his seanmamó. A letter had come by owl apparently, and Colin was to deliver it. "No kidding? Please tell me you have it with you otherwise I will stalk you and pester you relentlessly until you turn it over to me," and she smiled sweetly back at his fang-y smile. "And be forewarned Mr. McCoire - if you think you know anything about stalking given your impressive," and she paused dramatically before continuing with the diplomatically chosen phrase, "skill set, shall we say, you will come to learn it pales in comparison to what I can be capable of when motivated," and then she pursed her lips together while arching her brow at him. "Just to be clear, a letter from your fabulous seanmamó would be highly motivational."

Then she laughed at him teasingly as he went about writing a letter. Clair seemed busy putting the finishing touches on her glitter card, and since her curiosity could no longer be contained, she had to ask. "Pardon my being nosey, but is that card for Simon? I only ask because of the color combination," and she smiled. As she was asking, she reached over for some red, pink, and white parchment she had gathered before sitting down. She folded the red parchment in half and then glued Simon's very short valentine note to the bottom half and folded the top half down over it, penning the word "love" in lowercase letters on the front of the red note card. Then she grabbed a pair of scissors and cut out two hearts, one red and one dark red. Inspired by the copious amount of glitter Clair was using, AngelFyre decided to throw caution to the wind and did two fairly symmetrical glue hearts in the center of the red hearts she had just cut out. She asked if she cold borrow some of Clair's gold glitter and went to town covering the glue in gold sparklies.

Simon was certainly going to question whether this was really from her as he knew of her general aversion to glitter. Poor boy. A too short valentine and now glitter. He may even question her love for him still. This was a risk she was willing to take. It was not a bad thing to keep him on his toes.

As she was waiting for the glitter glue hearts to harden, Colin was finishing up his letters. He had stopped at one point and futzed around, looking for something in his satchel. As he did so, AngelFyre's heart skipped a beat hoping it might be Seanmamó's letter. She smiled hopefully as he looked up and called out to each of them. He passed three notes across the table. One to Clair and two to her. He had put a note he had gathered from his bag on top of the letter he had written to her moments before. "I am both relieved and disappointed I must say. I was rather looking forward to showing off my stalking skills. Another time, yeah?" and she smiled as she reached out for the notes, patting his hand appreciatively. "Thank you, Sir. And I will share with you what she says only if I feel it is something she wants me to share," and she winked at him.

Then he put a beautiful blue stone encased in black string, or yarn, on top of Clair's letter. His face turned all shades of red as he then asked Clair if she would be his date to the Valetine's Day Ball. AngelFyre held her breath, hoping her presence would not be awkward for Clair in that moment, so she wisely kept her eyes trained on her own notes. She wanted to open them, but she felt being still might somehow make Clair forget she was there.

Okay. It, admittedly, was not her most intelligently conceived plan ever, but it felt like the thing to do in the moment. She did sneak another peek at the rock though. It was gorgeous. AngelFyre figured Colin had chosen it because the colors were so like the color of Clair's eyes, something she knew he loved dearly. As she smiled to herself at the thought, she hoped to hear a "Yes" out of Clair soon so that she, and most especially so that her eager young friend across the table, could breathe more easily.

Gotta love Love.

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Mentions @Simon Kincaid Honestly, can the girl ever write a post where she does not mention him? She could, but why would she want to?

Febuary 13th, 2023

The day before Valentines was proving to be quite lonely for a certain Ravenclaw. Had she been home, she would currently be in the old treehouse with her muggle friends picking out the very best of the school party candy that their class had brought in. A long standing tradition in their group and not one that she was happy to miss. The fact that she now considered them her muggle friends was a little off-putting by itself. Sure magic was great and all, but what was the big deal if it meant she had to be ripped away from all those she knew. Alas, she was here and that was that.

Instead of wallowing in the sadness, dragged herself down to the great hall and found an open spot near the end of the Ravenclaw table to write some letters. Unsure of how much her friends had been told about her new school and the things it taught Finley took some muggle paper and her favorite pencil then got to work.

February 13th

To my dearest friends,
I hope you all know how much it pains me to not be there this Valentine's day. I keep reminding myself that there are only a few more months till the end of the school year when I return home and the summer chaos begins. I had a great time with you all over winter break and I hope that everyone forgets our shenanigans before the next winter break or I might be forced to stay here. Please make sure you give Rivan, Merlin, and the rest of the horses my love during my extended absence. I am not looking forward to the amount of effort it is going to take me to get them back into shape when I return. Hopefully Thomas has at least been working them one day a week. Oh and give my love to him as well. I feel quite bad leaving him with all of the animal care now that I'm gone.

When that science fair comes up in March I would love to hear how it went or even give my thoughts on your chosen projects. Just a little reminder that this school doesn't allow us to have any electronic devices (so lame, I know) so if you want to talk to me before summer you must write. I am voluntelling Peyton since I can't read anyone else's handwriting. I miss you all dearly and count down the days until I am able to join you in that old rickety treehouse that better still be standing when I get home. Looking at you, Mason. Don't blow it up.

I look forward to any and all letters I receive from you all and pictures of you or the animals (or my family) would be greatly appreciated. Seriously, please write. I need it. This school can be a tad boring at times. Especially with the lack of video games. WHEN you all decide to write, please give it to my parents as they know how to reach me.

Love you all dearly,
Finley

Reducio

To my dearest friends,
I hope you all know how much it pains me to not be there this Valentine's day. I keep reminding myself that there are only a few more months till the end of the school year when I return home and the summer chaos begins. I had a great time with you all over winter break and I hope that everyone forgets our shenanigans before the next winter break or I might be forced to stay here. Please make sure you give Rivan, Merlin, and the rest of the horses my love during my extended absence. I am not looking forward to the amount of effort it is going to take me to get them back into shape when I return. Hopefully Thomas has at least been working them one day a week. Oh and give my love to him as well. I feel quite bad leaving him with all of the animal care now that I'm gone.

When that science fair comes up in March I would love to hear how it went or even give my thoughts on your chosen projects. Just a little reminder that this school doesn't allow us to have any electronic devices (so lame, I know) so if you want to talk to me before summer you must write. I am voluntelling Peyton since I can't read anyone else's handwriting. I miss you all dearly and count down the days until I am able to join you in that old rickety treehouse that better still be standing when I get home. Looking at you, Mason. Don't blow it up.

I look forward to any and all letters I receive from you all and pictures of you or the animals (or my family) would be greatly appreciated. Seriously, please write. I need it. This school can be a tad boring at times. Especially with the lack of video games. WHEN you all decide to write, please give it to my parents as they know how to reach me.

Love you all dearly,
Finley

Finley folded the paper up and slipped it into an envelope. Unsure of how to address everyone she just wrote her address and the word friends for the name. She felt a little less lonely having written to the people she missed the most. The pain wouldn't go away until she finally got to see them again but it wasn't something that she wanted to dwell on any longer. She packed all her belongings away and took off towards the owlery to send her letter on it's way. If she was lucky it would make it there tomorrow.

Dear Percival,

I know we started off on the wrong foot. What I'd hoped was some welcoming conversation to connect on the bench has turned into full-blown fights and hurtful misunderstandings. Taking some time to reflect now, that is not how I want things to go from here...

I reached out to you out of curiosity. Who was this handsome, glowering beater who sat next to me? Your eyes showed you came from a world of pain. I couldn't help myself but press, to try to get to know you better. Little did I know that you would find my curiosity irksome, unlike all the others. The harder you evaded me, the more I wanted to try. I was captivated. I couldn't let you slip from my grasp, just like that.

When you tossed that dungbomb into my room... to be honest, I was elated. I enjoyed the stench of our relationship lingering on my clothes for weeks. I carried hints of you to my classes, to the quidditch pitch, while I slept. I was overjoyed I could think of you during every waking (and sleeping) moment.

When you shot fireworks into my compartment, my eyes stung the entire rest of the day. I was overjoyed that you would think of me on the very first day of school. Again, in that physical and emotional pain, I carried you in my heart, just as I knew your heart carried me. So, thank you.

When you tripped me in the Great Hall, beans and mashed potatoes stuck to my skin and shirt like a warm hug from you. Alas!, I thought. He finds me worthy of such affection, to take me into his strong arms like that.

So, I said at the beginning of this note that this was not how I wanted our relationship to go. I mean this with all my heart: I want more, more, more. I want you to show me your unrequited love ever harder! I want you to upend my life every. single. day. I want my room to forever smell of Percival's dungbombs. I want to be blinded by you eternally. I want food to smother me during every waking moment. I know you will come up with more ways to show me how much you love me, and I will continue adoring you and the loving pain you cause me.

Let me forever think of you, too.

Signed,
Your Love.

Colin's eyes widened as AngelFyre threatened him with her own ability to stalk and get things out of him! His eyes widened even further at the realisation that she and Clair were friends! Oh my goodness! He'd never be able to keep anything from either girl, because what if they talked? He already knew AngelFyre of course, and was quickly learning that his dear Clair was equally formidable when it came to lecturing him about the way things ought to be. They'd both be onto him like slug juice on bare skin! He'd never hear the end of it twice over!

He blinked and nodded his head vigorously as she arched her eyebrows at him, then turned to chat with Clair. Colin said under his breath: "Gosh, I had no idea girls could be this rough! I wonder if they do that to Simon?" And this was just a letter! Well, from Seanmamó of course. He had no idea what she and his friend had talked about last summer, but she really seemed to like AngelFyre. It struck him that he'd have to invite Clair to meet his family some time. He was certain that everyone would like her. Well, probably not Alex and Angus --- they didn't much like him, and would probably hate anyone that did like him. But Ciarán would idolose her for sure! Broom racer, horse rider, into all kinds of animals --- yes, Colin would have to see if she could visit some time!

"Yeep!" Colin got a shock when Clair joined forces with the idea of stalking and pestering him! He puffed out a breath of air as he sat back. The girls had their letters and extra surprises, and Colin would be spared the torture of their pestering! And he got another shock when Clair said she'd go with him to the ball! His heart thumped, and he couldn't help just a little laugh as she raced through her answer, like she couldn't get it out fast enough!

He threw his hands into the air and shouted "Woohooo!! She said yes!!! For real this time!!" Then almost as suddenly, he leaned over the table, his chin in his hands. He watched as Clair took the necklace up from her valentine. He caught the slight intake of breath when she first saw it. He delighted in her smile when he asked her to go to the ball. All of these things --- the gleaming in Clair's eyes, the smell of papers and ink and glue, the sound of Clair's voice, the closeness of his best girl and his best friend --- they all seared themselves into Colin's heart. No matter what happened, he would never forget this moment.

Still filled with awe at what Clair had done, Colin heard a now familiar voice. Simon. He greeted them all, but deep down he knew that Simon's Valentine's greeting was meant for AngelFyre's ears! Memories of Simon were seared into his heart as well. He watched in admiration as the older boy lifted his bestie up off the bench and twirled her around. The same boy that tenderly lifted his cousin Lily up when she was dying during the last ball and took her bloodied body to the hospital wing. That night he would never forget either. And now he smiled slightly as Simon gave his girl a neat snog.

Colin blushed again, redder than any valentine, as he stared now at Clair. He wondered if some day he'd be able to just twirl Clair like that; of she'd come after him that way. Wondered if they'd ever kiss like that! He didn't even realise that Simon had left them, or returned or asked them a question! His heart was totally focused on his own Valentine!

@Clair Fernandez | @AngelFyre McCubbin | @Simon Kincaide || Mentions @Lily Brown

"Yes, thank you, Hanako. I really appreciate you taking the time to teach me the Way of UwU. It sounds like I'll have a lot to learn, and I'm grateful you chose me to be your apprentice,"

“ Yes yes as you should “ Hanako agreed with equal seriousness, struggling to not burst out laughing right then and there. The fact that Chen was serious almost gave him tears. Who else could give him such an earnest reaction towards something as ridiculous as the UWU language.

Unexpectedly, Avery took careful consideration into Hanako’s silly question: What does UwU mean to him. He had expected himself to blow his serious master persona when the details started getting more and more elaborate. Especially with that stupid look on his face and how he’s saying all this without a hint of hesitation. Hello? Where else could Hana find someone like this? Hanako narrowed his eyes and nodded along his words whilst covering his mouth with one hand, and if deep in thought. But really, he was trying not to laugh. If only phones worked here. Oh how he longed to record that and save it to his gallery for years.

Alas, he had only his memory to rely on, so he needed to focus. After swallowing down the urge to laugh Avery’s satisfied face, Hanako finally put down his hand. “ Wonderfully said, young grasshopper. “ he managed to say with nothing but admiration. On the bright side, Hanako truly was impressed Avery could come up with that. Perhaps he’ll agree to do a 2400 word essay about UwU if Hanako merely requested it. Now, that would be a lovely birthday gift for him.

This was the best day ever. Truly.

Avery took Hana’s letter that was a work in progress. How he studied it so intently had Hanako struggling to stay in character again. He was so close in asking Avery to have mercy on him because how could someone be this unintentionally funny???

"So, who is our lucky Handsome here?"

“ Oh he’s someone that’s definitely lucky. He’s actually the one I’m planning to be more merciful today with my letters. Only because he’s a decent kisser. As you said, the UwU is not to be used lightly. Reserve it for only the foulest of enemies “. And yes, a nice kiss did save Kim from the horrid fate of being UwU-ed. Avery however, did not need to know a name.

While the other boy wrote down his draft for his first letter with Hana’s letter as a reference, he went on and continued his earlier letter for Kim.

Heya Handsome~,

Valentine's day is close, huh? Birds are singing, the sun is shining, and love is what everyone is talking about here. I remember when I saw you the first time. Your eyes seemed to gleam under the sunlight. Winds just brushing back your hair ( as if you need any help with it ), accentuating your mesmerizingly charming looks while it’s at it. And knowing the day of love is close, I just know this was the right time to finally be honest with myself, and more importantly…

You.

And also how you definitely look way hotter surrounded by well minded people such as myself in the A.S.P. We have snacks and Cu Sith! She’ll be so happy to see you regularly. Now that you’ve been swooned by me once again, stop being stubborn and just come, ok, handsome?

Kind regards,
A handsome admirer

Great! Now that’s done. Kim would surely be infuriated. Or amused. Or he’d fall for him.

Just as he was finished, it seemed like Avery was done too. His laugh was infectious, cracking a rare bright grin and snickers from Hanako. The unfamiliar comfort between them was oddly calming. Distracted by the joyous aura around them, Hanako didn’t get to question if he even deserved this. He gave Chen’s letter a good read.

Words could not express how conflicted Hanako felt reading that letter. Like being woken up from a good dream, his earlier guilt dissipated and it clearly showed on his face. On one hand, wow. Avery caught up really quick. Even managing to write a whole short essay just from referencing Hana’s short letter. On the other hand, it was to whom? Rainwood? Hanako sceptically glanced at the other boy before scanning the letter once more.

Well, it was no surprise Chen would want to write a letter to Rainwood. Their mutual dislike for the brunette boy was one thing they shared. But Avery’s dislike for him was unlike Hana’s. Chen had been the unfortunate victim to Rainwood’s mood swings. Hanako on the other hand, had a deep bond that was torn to shreds just as they both got more vulnerable with one another. “ I … like your choice in victims..” he tried to say, though the uncertainty showed through. “ It’s just.. Rainwood is…”

No wait, stop right there.

What was he about to say? Rainwood was dangerous? There was no telling what he might do if he gets a letter like this? That he should pick another victim? How his mind even considered the possibility of this backfiring in Avery’s face a future to avoid? What was he doing getting concerned about Chen. He was here to amuse himself. Chen’s safety shouldn’t have been where his mind was headed, and yet here he is.

He hated this feeling. The sickeningly protective side of him he wanted to bury. It got him nowhere with Rainwood, and it wasn’t going to be any different now. Plus, this was his idea. How embarrassing is it if he tries to stop Avery in making this letter. When clearly, his frustration towards Rainwood was the reason why he was so good at writing a literature masterpiece such as this letter. “ Actually.. I believe he’s the perfect victim for you “. He said, his earlier smile returning.

They were not the closets of friends. Hanako didn’t have to go out of his way to show his concern. It was not his place. His place, was no where but a few feet behind Chen. Not interfering with his issues, whilst also being there if Rainwood strikes. Again. He owes that much to Chen, for allowing him to stay in their dorm room.

With that in mind, he felt much more better. “ You really catch up quick. Nice. I knew you had potential. Now, we move on to the next lesson. The ‘voice’. You have the words for the perfect UwU letter, but you do not have the ‘voice’ just yet. Here, I’ll show you.”

He took a separate piece of paper. With Avery’s letter by his side, he scribbled down some notes and handed both papers back to Avery. The other boy would find this on Hana’s small note:

I reached out to you out of curiosity.

I weached out tuwu uwu out of cuwiosity.

Who was this handsome, glowering beater who sat next to me?

Who was thiws handsome, gwowewing beatew who sat next tuwu me?

youw eyes showed uwu came fwom a wowwd of pain. I couwdn't hewp mysewf but pwess, tuwu twy tuwu get tuwu know uwu bettew. Wittwe did i know thawt uwu wouwd find my cuwiosity iwksome, unwike aww the othews. The hawdew uwu evaded me, the mowe i wanted tuwu twy. I was captivated. I couwdn't wet uwu swip fwom my gwasp, juwst wike thawt.

“ There. So do you see how it twists your brain with just replacing a few words with ‘W’ and ‘U’’s ? See how different our brain interprets your earlier letter, and this renewed version. You also need to add in emotion. Show, not tell. You’ll need to make Rainwood squirm just reading this. Give me a minute “

He takes another smaller paper and starts jotting down some symbols before holding them up for Chen to see. “ Voila.”

(´• ω •`) ♡
♡( ◡‿◡ )
(/▽＼*)｡o○♡
(⁄ ⁄>⁄ ▽ ⁄<⁄ ⁄)
(人◕ω◕)
(っ˘̩╭╮˘̩)っ
(ᗒᗣᗕ)՞

“ You might find some of them familiar. I used them quite extensively in my UwU’s letter. And now I bestow that knowledge to you “ he handed the small paper of hand drawn reactions like it was precious. “ And scream. A lot. In your letter. You’ll need to have Rainwood feel like he’s being shrieked at. It adds the intensity. Like hmmm let’s see..”

Hanako took another small paper, trying to remember bits of Avery’s earlier letter. Once he was done, he sent the 3rd paper to Avery. “ something like this?”

Avery would find the 3rd note to contain the following.

I mean this with all my heart: I want more, more, more

I mean this with all my heart: I want more.

More.

MORE.

MORE!!!

MMMMOOWWEEEE!!! (ᗒᗣᗕ)՞

“ gotta make it bold. Just press down your quill. No mercy. Any questions?”

w/c: over the required

Intended Letters to sent:
Kim Sato : 100%
June Sewlyn: 0%
Percival Rainwood: 0%
Flash Holmwood: 0%
(theres more but ltr )

Interacting with: @Avery Chen

deaw pewcivaw,

i know we stawted off own the wwong foot. whawt i'd hoped was sowme wewcoming convewsation tuwu connect own the bench has tuwned intwo fuww-bwown fights awnd huwtfuw misundewstandings. (っ˘̩╭╮˘̩)っ taking sowme time tuwu wefwect now, thawt iws nowt how i wawnt things tuwu gow fwom hewe...

i weached out tuwu uwu out of cuwiosity. who was thiws handsome, gwowewing beatew who sat next tuwu me? (´• ω •`) ♡ youw eyes showed uwu came fwom a wowwd of pain. i couwdn't hewp mysewf but pwess, tuwu twy tuwu get tuwu know uwu bettew. Wittwe did i know thawt uwu wouwd find my cuwiosity iwksome, unwike aww the othews. (人◕ω◕) the hawdew uwu evaded me, the mowe i wanted tuwu twy. i was captivated. (/▽＼*)｡o○♡ i couwdn't wet uwu swip fwom my gwasp, juwst wike thawt.

whewn uwu tossed thawt dungbomb intwo my woom... tuwu be honest, i was EWATED! (⁄ ⁄>⁄ ▽ ⁄<⁄ ⁄) i enjoyed the stench of ouw wewationship wingewing own my cwothes FOW WEEKS! i cawwied hints of uwu tuwu my cwasses, tuwu the quidditch pitch, whiwe i swept!! ♡( ◡‿◡ ) i was ovewjoyed i couwd think of uwu duwing EVEWY waking (and sweeping) moment!!!~

whewn uwu shot fiwewowks intwo my compawtment, my eyes STUNG the entiwe west of the day. I was OVEWJOYED thawt uwu wouwd think of me own the vewy fiwst day of schoow. again, in thawt physicaw awnd emotionaw pain, i cawwied uwu in my heawt, juwst as i knew youw heawt cawwied me. ♡( ◡‿◡ ) so... THANK UWU!!

whewn uwu twipped me in the gweat haww, beans awnd mashed potatoes stuck tuwu my skin awnd shiwt wike a wawm hug fwom uwu. AWAS!, i thought. he finds me WOWTHY of such affection, tuwu take me intwo hiws big stwong awms wike thawt!!! (⁄ ⁄>⁄ ▽ ⁄<⁄ ⁄)

so, i said at the beginning of thiws note thawt thiws was nowt how i wanted ouw wewationship tuwu gow. i mean thiws with aww my heawt: i wawnt mowe.

mowe.

mowe.

mowe!!!

mmmmoowweeee!!! (ᗒᗣᗕ)՞

i wawnt uwu tuwu show me youw unwequited wove EVEW HAWDEW! i wawnt uwu tuwu upend my wife EVEWY. SINGWE. DAY!!! i wawnt my woom tuwu FEWEVEW smeww of pewcivaw's dungbombs!!! i wawnt tuwu be bwinded by uwu ETEWNAWWY!!! i wawnt food tuwu smothew me duwing EVEWY waking moment!!! i know uwu wiww come up with mowe ways tuwu show me how much uwu wove me, awnd i wiww continue adowing uwu awnd the woving pain uwu cause me.

wet me fowevew think of uwu, too. (/▽＼*)｡o○♡

signed,
youw wove.