8 Feb 2024, 21:46
The Year of the Drabbit
Do Not Be Late For a Very Important Date! @Simon Kincaid
8 February, 2024
The best laid plans and all that. AngelFyre had been running around like a crazy person the last week or so, but if she had been doing it right, Simon would not be aware. She had planned a marvelous ice skating date with her favorite fellow, but some wonderful things had recently come up that presented uncomfortable calendaring conflicts. She was nothing if not flexible, so their Saturday evening date would give way to Sunday at Noon. It was not a total loss. Giving up ice skating hurt a lot less when she recognized that it meant she and Simon were going to get to Foxtrot in its stead! Dancing on ice or dancing on the castle flagstones was all good by her.
The weekend had gotten particularly busy. A pickup Quidditch match also sprang up and captured one Handsome Hufflepuff's attention, and because she could deny him nothing, AngelFyre signed up, too. She was actually looking forward to it more than she let on because... come on... flying! What was there not to like?
Oh, right. Bludgers. And bludgerers.
Not going there. That was Saturday's worry. Still too much to do now. She was going through her mental checklist, for about the millionth time... just today... as she climbed the tower to visit Archimedes and send him off on a special delivery. She had been visiting him more because he was now hers, and because he delivered for no one else, he actually seemed happier. Though happiness was never really an emotion she saw on his face, at least not an obvious expression of it. But in his own way, he conveyed enough.
After she had looked him over and let him groom for a few minutes on her arm, she walked him over to an open window and he hopped off her arm. She pulled the special delivery out of her satchel and securely attached it. "Okay, Arc. This is an easy one my boy. This one goes to Simon. I think he will be in the Great Hall, vising with his friends during the evening meal, but I trust you will know exactly where he is. Be careful and fly safe. Oh! And be sure to pay attention to his reaction and tell me all about it when you see me tomorrow morning."
He slow blinked at her and then hopped in a semi circle, spreading his wings. AngelFyre had noticed he did this each and every time before taking off on one of her deliveries. It was a funny little ritual of his, and she could not find any meaning to it in her readings, but she was not done searching. Always more to learn.
As she watched him take silently to the darkening skies, she laughed to herself as she headed back down to the beehive of activity that was Hogwarts. She really was curious what Simon was going to think. It was reminiscent of last year's birthday invitation, but she doubted he would complain about that.
He would know it was from her immediately, but how long would it take for him to look it over before reading? She would get Arc to spill the tea tomorrow. When he finally did open it, he would have his marching orders, presented to him most uniquely.
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Mo Chridhe, from the letter salutation, means "my heart" in Scottish Gaelic.
This was the original bunny for a comparison!
The magic is real.
