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Everything is just so bloody confusing.
Lav! I have so much to tell you about, and even less time to do it in. Remember when I mentioned that Headmaster Dumbledore requested I meet him last week? Well, we talked, about that vision I had over the summer, remember? And then, as if I couldn't have been embarrassed enough (although he insists it was nothing to worry about), I had another! Another vision! I literally fainted in his office, and when I came to, I'd almost wished I was still unconscious.
I wish you were here, because I don't think I should be saying any more in case you accidentally forget this again, but you're not, and so maybe you'll see your parchment and talk to me, because I miss you.
I've got a plan. We switch robes. It'd be just like old times, Padi! That way, we won't have to worry about spending money or time making costumes. (We're still the same size, aren't we?)
As much as I would love to spend endless hours debating over Fate, science, magic, and the like, I'm sidestepping the real question.
Would you go to the ball with me?
Of all that is good in this world, why, oh why do I always end up in these situations?
We talked, and it wasn't serious, but I'm thinking about it more than I should be, which is silly, because it's nothing out-of-the-ordinary.
Krishna. I actually want to go back to the library.
No, I won't be looking for him.
Lav! I have so much to tell you about, and even less time to do it in. Remember when I mentioned that Headmaster Dumbledore requested I meet him last week? Well, we talked, about that vision I had over the summer, remember? And then, as if I couldn't have been embarrassed enough (although he insists it was nothing to worry about), I had another! Another vision! I literally fainted in his office, and when I came to, I'd almost wished I was still unconscious.
I wish you were here, because I don't think I should be saying any more in case you accidentally forget this again, but you're not, and so maybe you'll see your parchment and talk to me, because I miss you.
I've got a plan. We switch robes. It'd be just like old times, Padi! That way, we won't have to worry about spending money or time making costumes. (We're still the same size, aren't we?)
As much as I would love to spend endless hours debating over Fate, science, magic, and the like, I'm sidestepping the real question.
Would you go to the ball with me?
Of all that is good in this world, why, oh why do I always end up in these situations?
We talked, and it wasn't serious, but I'm thinking about it more than I should be, which is silly, because it's nothing out-of-the-ordinary.
Krishna. I actually want to go back to the library.
No, I won't be looking for him.