Private To Parvati
Parvati, I need to talk to you... Badly. I have a...situation that your talents are much better suited for than mine. It involves a boy.
Please, no squealing or cooing or clapping or telling me 'It's about damn time'. And please -- PLEASE! -- leave the tarot cards at home! I don't need to be told vague events about the next five years of my life that may or may not have anything to do with the situation at hand.
You just have a lot more positive experience with guys than I do... I don't even know what to do with a guy that doesn't grate on my nerves or bore me out of my mind. I've never met a guy that could keep up with me, intellectually, and hell, even surpass me, until now. I don't want to screw this up. Bugger. I just need to talk to you.
Love you, sister dear.
PS: He's a former Slytherin. No yelling at me either.
Please, no squealing or cooing or clapping or telling me 'It's about damn time'. And please -- PLEASE! -- leave the tarot cards at home! I don't need to be told vague events about the next five years of my life that may or may not have anything to do with the situation at hand.
You just have a lot more positive experience with guys than I do... I don't even know what to do with a guy that doesn't grate on my nerves or bore me out of my mind. I've never met a guy that could keep up with me, intellectually, and hell, even surpass me, until now. I don't want to screw this up. Bugger. I just need to talk to you.
Love you, sister dear.
PS: He's a former Slytherin. No yelling at me either.