((OOC: Since she said a few days, I'm assuming this owl was sent on or around the 12th of November, since the last time they saw each other was the 9th. The full moon is on Friday the 14th. ^_^))
Dora,
Those poor children. You know how stressful this time of year can be on the hormones.
It's wonderful to hear from you. I'm just glad I received your owl today. I'm afraid I won't be able to write you back after Friday for a few days. Though I hope my furry little problem won't keep me away from you for too long. It's better to be safe than sorry though, so I must implore you to stay away from the Shack at that time. Don't worry about me though, the last few times I've managed to lock myself in the cellar. And in that regard, I've only escaped up into the house twice.
You know, I've never been so open with anyone about all of this, but I know your feelings for me won't change. You have no idea how much that means to me, Dora, but it means quite a lot. I'm sorry to sway the conversation towards topics of a graver nature. I always do that it seems. Please forgive it, and know that I too am counting the days till our next encounter.
Oh! I meant to tell you that Gringotts has informed me that a certain Black mentioned me in his will. I promise to have better clothing the next time I see you.
Not that poor, I let them off with a warning. I hate giving out detentions for that kind of stuff, somehow it just doesn't seem fair and I hated it when professors did that to me when I was a student. It's true, it's that a time of year when students have got the daily routine back and now they are looking for other things.
I understand, I just wanted to send you something before the full moon, just to let you know that I love you, and I'm thinking about you. Stay away from the shack. I can do it, even though it's against all of my instincts to come and take care of you (I know it's for my safety and all, but can I come Saturday morning and make you some breakfast? I can use one of the passages I caught Filtch mumbling about to slip out to the shack.)
I feel honoured that your so open with me, and I don't mind at all talking about it. It helps me understand everything better. And I like talking about you. It's one of my favourite subjects as a matter of fact. I am also counting the days.
How wonderful! I knew that he couldn't forget you, but that's wonderful news darling. Your clothes look just fine, but I look forward to seeing you in them none the less (mostly because that means I get to see you.).
All my love,
Dora.
((Ooc: Sorry about the guess work with the dates, but yes! That will work brilliantly! I'm going to send you a message in the next little while for some plotting stuff, if your interested. XD)
You know, I don't believe I ever got caught snogging. Being a prefect had its perks.
Were I a sane individual, I would tell you to stay away from me for a few days after the moon. I'm a right mess afterwards. Still, if you insist, I suppose you're welcome to come by on Saturday morning. Every last fiber of my being is begging me to convince you otherwise, though. I can't promise I'll be hungry, but I can promise that I'll try to eat whatever you put before me.
Gods, I do miss Sirius. And you're just being nice about my clothes. They look terrible as they are now! What color do you suppose you'd like to see me try sporting?
Yours, Remus
((OOC: No need to apologize. ^_^ And I'm very interested in plot ideas! Yay! I've missed this game!))
At first, I would find that hard to believe (because who doesn't get caught snogging at school?), but the more I think about it it makes sense, I can just see you being sneaky like that. Sometimes I wish I would have been able to behave myself long enough to enjoy those perks, but then I remember half the fun was not knowing if you were going to get caught or not.
Remus, you're the sanest person I know. I mean that as a complement, because most people I tend to hang out with are just a insane as I can be. And I do insist, I know you'll be okay and everything, but it's more like I just want to do something. I have this overwhelming desire to take care of you, and just make sure that you'll be alright, even though I know you'll be alright. I know that was a bit jumbly, but my heads kind of like that. I'll bring over a verity of things, and even if you don't eat I can still try and make you smile.
I know you do. I do too. No I'm not. I like your clothes, they leave so much to the imagination, that sometimes, well, nevermind, I'm not sure that's something I'm comfortable writing. Lets just say that I love you and think you're very, very handsome. But since you asked, dark blue would be amazing on you. You've got one of those complexions that goes with everything, I'm jealous. If I can't wear a certain colour, I've got to morph my skin tone, and that is not fun, changing forms and hair, simple and easy, pigmentation, not so much.
Anyway, I don't think I've had this much fun writing a letter in a while. I had to write one to mum this morning and it took forever. I just thought I'd point that out.
Honestly I didn't have very many girls who wanted to go out with me during school, and the ones that did were mostly goaded into it by Sirius. My family was never very well off, so most of my robes were second hand. I suppose the fact that I always looked like I'd been through hell and back didn't help matters. Girls loved it when Sirius showed up with a black eye, but me... well they kept their distance. they thought I had some sort of hair disease! It cracks me up thinking back on it now... It's all Sirus' fault too since he was always talking about my 'furry problem.' No wonder they kept their distance... Hah!
You know I don't think I've had so much fun writing back and forth to anyone either in a long while.
And for once in my life, I think I'm looking forward to having company so soon after the moon. I can honestly say that. Dora, you put me at ease. I feel like a weight's been lifted off of my chest, realizing that now. It's amazing.
I love you more than life itself.
Take care, my dear, and try not to terrorize the students too much.
Somehow I just don't see it. But I guess that's all just in my head I suppose, I also think you were very good looking when you were younger (not saying I don't find you attractive now because your possibly the handsomest person I know...). Sirius once showed me a picture of you boys back in the day and I think you were the best looking in the bunch, in my non-biased opinion. And, girls that age are very rarely cool, and deeper than a puddle of water. I'll admit, I was one of them for a while, but once I figured out that boys were fun to talk to as well as look at things changed. Basically what I'm getting at is, their loss, my gain.
I'm looking forward to it too. I'll be there just after sun up.
You are much too kind to me. I'm barely a wisp of what I used to be.
And I don't see how you ever could have been 'one of them' as you say you were. You've always been the epitome of wonderful in my book. You're the perfect mix of fun, frivolity and kindness.
I hope you don't get in trouble for visiting me. Do be careful, love.
I'm just speaking the truth, and you are not. I think you've gotten better looking as a matter of fact.
Now you are the one being too kind. I was a silly thirteen year old girl with emotions that were as deep as a puddle, though I seemed to think different. You're so sweet, but you also met me when I was well past my teen years, I'm sure I've matured a little since then.
Hey, don't worry about it, careful is my middle name (actually it's long and annoying, but that's besides the point.).
Dora,
Those poor children. You know how stressful this time of year can be on the hormones.
It's wonderful to hear from you. I'm just glad I received your owl today. I'm afraid I won't be able to write you back after Friday for a few days. Though I hope my furry little problem won't keep me away from you for too long. It's better to be safe than sorry though, so I must implore you to stay away from the Shack at that time. Don't worry about me though, the last few times I've managed to lock myself in the cellar. And in that regard, I've only escaped up into the house twice.
You know, I've never been so open with anyone about all of this, but I know your feelings for me won't change. You have no idea how much that means to me, Dora, but it means quite a lot. I'm sorry to sway the conversation towards topics of a graver nature. I always do that it seems. Please forgive it, and know that I too am counting the days till our next encounter.
Oh! I meant to tell you that Gringotts has informed me that a certain Black mentioned me in his will. I promise to have better clothing the next time I see you.
Love Always,
Remus
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Not that poor, I let them off with a warning. I hate giving out detentions for that kind of stuff, somehow it just doesn't seem fair and I hated it when professors did that to me when I was a student. It's true, it's that a time of year when students have got the daily routine back and now they are looking for other things.
I understand, I just wanted to send you something before the full moon, just to let you know that I love you, and I'm thinking about you. Stay away from the shack. I can do it, even though it's against all of my instincts to come and take care of you (I know it's for my safety and all, but can I come Saturday morning and make you some breakfast? I can use one of the passages I caught Filtch mumbling about to slip out to the shack.)
I feel honoured that your so open with me, and I don't mind at all talking about it. It helps me understand everything better. And I like talking about you. It's one of my favourite subjects as a matter of fact. I am also counting the days.
How wonderful! I knew that he couldn't forget you, but that's wonderful news darling. Your clothes look just fine, but I look forward to seeing you in them none the less (mostly because that means I get to see you.).
All my love,
Dora.
((Ooc: Sorry about the guess work with the dates, but yes! That will work brilliantly! I'm going to send you a message in the next little while for some plotting stuff, if your interested. XD)
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You know, I don't believe I ever got caught snogging. Being a prefect had its perks.
Were I a sane individual, I would tell you to stay away from me for a few days after the moon. I'm a right mess afterwards. Still, if you insist, I suppose you're welcome to come by on Saturday morning. Every last fiber of my being is begging me to convince you otherwise, though. I can't promise I'll be hungry, but I can promise that I'll try to eat whatever you put before me.
Gods, I do miss Sirius. And you're just being nice about my clothes. They look terrible as they are now! What color do you suppose you'd like to see me try sporting?
Yours,
Remus
((OOC: No need to apologize. ^_^ And I'm very interested in plot ideas! Yay! I've missed this game!))
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At first, I would find that hard to believe (because who doesn't get caught snogging at school?), but the more I think about it it makes sense, I can just see you being sneaky like that. Sometimes I wish I would have been able to behave myself long enough to enjoy those perks, but then I remember half the fun was not knowing if you were going to get caught or not.
Remus, you're the sanest person I know. I mean that as a complement, because most people I tend to hang out with are just a insane as I can be. And I do insist, I know you'll be okay and everything, but it's more like I just want to do something. I have this overwhelming desire to take care of you, and just make sure that you'll be alright, even though I know you'll be alright. I know that was a bit jumbly, but my heads kind of like that. I'll bring over a verity of things, and even if you don't eat I can still try and make you smile.
I know you do. I do too. No I'm not. I like your clothes, they leave so much to the imagination, that sometimes, well, nevermind, I'm not sure that's something I'm comfortable writing. Lets just say that I love you and think you're very, very handsome. But since you asked, dark blue would be amazing on you. You've got one of those complexions that goes with everything, I'm jealous. If I can't wear a certain colour, I've got to morph my skin tone, and that is not fun, changing forms and hair, simple and easy, pigmentation, not so much.
Anyway, I don't think I've had this much fun writing a letter in a while. I had to write one to mum this morning and it took forever. I just thought I'd point that out.
Love always,
Your Dora
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Honestly I didn't have very many girls who wanted to go out with me during school, and the ones that did were mostly goaded into it by Sirius. My family was never very well off, so most of my robes were second hand. I suppose the fact that I always looked like I'd been through hell and back didn't help matters. Girls loved it when Sirius showed up with a black eye, but me... well they kept their distance. they thought I had some sort of hair disease! It cracks me up thinking back on it now... It's all Sirus' fault too since he was always talking about my 'furry problem.' No wonder they kept their distance... Hah!
You know I don't think I've had so much fun writing back and forth to anyone either in a long while.
And for once in my life, I think I'm looking forward to having company so soon after the moon. I can honestly say that. Dora, you put me at ease. I feel like a weight's been lifted off of my chest, realizing that now. It's amazing.
I love you more than life itself.
Take care, my dear, and try not to terrorize the students too much.
Always,
Remus
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Somehow I just don't see it. But I guess that's all just in my head I suppose, I also think you were very good looking when you were younger (not saying I don't find you attractive now because your possibly the handsomest person I know...). Sirius once showed me a picture of you boys back in the day and I think you were the best looking in the bunch, in my non-biased opinion. And, girls that age are very rarely cool, and deeper than a puddle of water. I'll admit, I was one of them for a while, but once I figured out that boys were fun to talk to as well as look at things changed. Basically what I'm getting at is, their loss, my gain.
I'm looking forward to it too. I'll be there just after sun up.
I'll try but no promises.
Yours,
Dora
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You are much too kind to me. I'm barely a wisp of what I used to be.
And I don't see how you ever could have been 'one of them' as you say you were. You've always been the epitome of wonderful in my book. You're the perfect mix of fun, frivolity and kindness.
I hope you don't get in trouble for visiting me. Do be careful, love.
Always,
Remus
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I'm just speaking the truth, and you are not. I think you've gotten better looking as a matter of fact.
Now you are the one being too kind. I was a silly thirteen year old girl with emotions that were as deep as a puddle, though I seemed to think different. You're so sweet, but you also met me when I was well past my teen years, I'm sure I've matured a little since then.
Hey, don't worry about it, careful is my middle name (actually it's long and annoying, but that's besides the point.).
Yours,
Dora
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