Drama (should have happened like a month ago) - Riley or open
Angie sat on her bed. It was mid afternoon and she was finished class for the day. Early Wednesday, oh how she loved them.
A slight chirp followed by a mild crash she saw Cole struggling to get through the closed window.
"Sometimes I wonder..." She said flicking her wand and opening the panes so her feathery friend could come barrelling in. He was graceful unlike other owls, but a little off.
Plopping a letter in her lap he settled on the bed post beside her, nipping at Angie's sweater fluffs.
Angelina,
As per your request we will be meeting sometime this weekend to talk.
I will be at Hogsmede Friday afternoon and evening. See to it you are not later than 10pm.
You will find me in the Hogshead.
-Alexander
The letter felt cold but that wasn't unusual. It'd been so long since all that business about that man, what was his name again? Angie had been so distracted between the quidditch season approaching, NEWTS, Riley....
That's right, she thought. It had to do with Riley.
Her chipper mood was quickly crashing as she read over the letter again. No mention of getting permission, no mention of consulting any professor. Was she supposed to sneak out? Did he think she could or would?
Angie felt a little baffled and folding up the letter she grabbed another piece and quickly jotted down a note.
Ri,
I need to talk to you.
Won't take too long.
Can you meet me by the Quidditch change rooms?
Ange
She needed another persons opinion and he knew enough already that she wouldn't have to keep secrets. Grabbing a sweater and pulling on her jeans she kissed Cole quickly on the head and handed him the letter before jumping out into the common room and jogging her way to the pitch.
Worst case scenario, she could joh for a while if Riley didn't show. After all, it was midday.
A slight chirp followed by a mild crash she saw Cole struggling to get through the closed window.
"Sometimes I wonder..." She said flicking her wand and opening the panes so her feathery friend could come barrelling in. He was graceful unlike other owls, but a little off.
Plopping a letter in her lap he settled on the bed post beside her, nipping at Angie's sweater fluffs.
Angelina,
As per your request we will be meeting sometime this weekend to talk.
I will be at Hogsmede Friday afternoon and evening. See to it you are not later than 10pm.
You will find me in the Hogshead.
-Alexander
The letter felt cold but that wasn't unusual. It'd been so long since all that business about that man, what was his name again? Angie had been so distracted between the quidditch season approaching, NEWTS, Riley....
That's right, she thought. It had to do with Riley.
Her chipper mood was quickly crashing as she read over the letter again. No mention of getting permission, no mention of consulting any professor. Was she supposed to sneak out? Did he think she could or would?
Angie felt a little baffled and folding up the letter she grabbed another piece and quickly jotted down a note.
Ri,
I need to talk to you.
Won't take too long.
Can you meet me by the Quidditch change rooms?
Ange
She needed another persons opinion and he knew enough already that she wouldn't have to keep secrets. Grabbing a sweater and pulling on her jeans she kissed Cole quickly on the head and handed him the letter before jumping out into the common room and jogging her way to the pitch.
Worst case scenario, she could joh for a while if Riley didn't show. After all, it was midday.