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[astronomybound]

[warded to Stephen]

Er. So my Nan was over last night. And Mum might have given the impression to her that a certain daughter of hers was Very Serious about a certain boy that she's dating. I'm not I'm not, you know. I mean. I am, but I'm not. If that makes sense. I lo like you loads but I'm not as serious as Mum made me seem to be to Nan. So I'm

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[footery]

Ah. This is going to get out into all the little Pureblood circles, isn't it? Next thing we know, they'll be planning our wedding or something. Don't apologise. As long as they like me, it's fine.

[astronomybound]

It's likely to, yes. So what do I tell them if I'm asked what flowers we prefer?

Well. They do like you. I'm just not ready for a fluffy dress yet. God I can't believe I'm talking about this to you.

[footery]

You tell them that it's not my decision. I know nothing about flowers.

I'm not ready either. We can talk about something else if you'd like. Like how it's nice that you'll be able to get out easier! Oh Merlin, you don't think our parents will want to sit down and have a family dinner or something, do you?

[astronomybound]

I don't either. I probably won't even get to plan my wedding. Mum and Nan and the aunts will all do it because I won't know how to do it properly. I think I'm going to elope.

It's rather brilliant. I'll try not to abuse it too much but I'm going to see Lisa at least once. And I'm going to let them think I'm visiting you.

I should hope not. Mum knows that I'm not and if she continues this out like that I won't be happy. Nan doesn't know that, though. Damn. I'm going to discuss this with Mum.