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Her heart would remain heavy in the hours following the departure of international students and faculty from Hogsmeade; the bittersweet farewell between herself, her sons, niece, and, of course, Fabian replayed in her mind over and over again, cloaking Sarai in a somber headspace yet was alight with utmost joy for the prospective future when a new moss-agate engagement ring would make residence upon on the fourth finger of her left hand. Heavy was the ring that glowed against her skin; a newfangled habit would accumulate from it - fidgeting with it as it settled upon her hand, constantly ensuring it was still there. During those hours after Fabian's farewell, the woman couldn't cease herself from sneaking a glance or two at the beautiful ivory and sage green piece amidst grueling conversations with her colleagues and students or grow eerily silent as Sarai internally meditated introspectively about what the future might behold for them.
Never once would she question her place in Fabian Fleischer's life -- not after the woman found solace in her once budding relationship and, over time, would heal from the deep, emotional wounds left behind by one hit-wizard, Armand Ocasio. Fabian was in her life for the long-haul, and his actions spoke volumes of this promise of loyalty. In addition to their longstanding streaks of faithfulness to one another, the couple remained aligned regarding their separate professional dealings; they were life partners through and through, ring or no ring.
Following the tragedy in Hogsmeade that accumulated a high death toll between students and faculty alike, and their new engagement aside, her life would once again change when the man she loved notified her that he'd been appointed the Headmaster of Ilvermorny between himself and his colleagues. Not a single doubt lingered in the deep vestiges of her mind that Fabian wasn't the best-suited man for the position; she knew he was; however, Sarai was deeply contemplative of what his role would mean for their current dynamic. Their time together was a fickle and sacred thing, and unspoken worry tugged at her wandering mind, but a glance upon her finger at the exquisite ring donning her hand was enough to erode her fear and hesitance.
Being the ever-supportive fiancee Sarai was, the woman would move with haste towards Hogsmeade despite the horror-laced flashbacks taunting her psyche and utilized the clerk to ship an expedited parcel through the post when receiving Fabian’s correspondence with confirmation of accepting the position.
In the parcel were homemade apple and walnut pastries, a handwritten letter, and a custom metal-Wampus themed placard for his desk establishing his new position in the school of Ilvermorny. If her timing were precise, the package would arrive in his person the following morning, or at least she hoped it would. It was out of her hands - literally.
Professor Sarai Toussaint
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Scottish Highlands, Scotland
Headmaster Fabian Fleischer
Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Mount Greylock, Massachusetts, USA
Mon cheri my love,
It has barely been a whole week since you left Hogsmeade, yet I couldn't help but grab the quill and write to you once I got your letter. Hope your voyage back to Massachusetts was smooth sailing and that your students didn't give you much trouble. I can't shake the worry after what happened in Hogsmeade and your colleague's disappearance. Lazarus, if I'm spelling that right. I'm glad to hear things are moving in the right direction within Ilvermorny. I know it's all thanks to you.
I also wanted to congratulate you on your new position! I'm glad you decided to accept it, and I'm so proud of you and what you've done so far. Headmaster Fleischer, very fitting if I say so myself. If anyone can make a difference in the community and lives of the students, it's you. Just don't forget to relax a bit in between, okay? Please promise me that. You know how you get with stress, and I worry, so try. For me.
I made you a small treat so you don't forget to eat. I hope you like it!
Thank you for making me the happiest woman on earth.
With love,
Deine rose your rose,
Sarai
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