RP: The present not sent OWLs: To Fleur, Katie, Minerva, Rita
Date: December 23, 2004
Character(s): Theo, Fleur, Katie, Minerva, Rita
Location: Everyone's homes
Status: Private
Summary: Theo sends out presents and think about a lost friendship and the one present he's not going to send.
Completion: Incomplete
Theo was rather pleased. He had thought long and hard about what to give people for Christmas and he was fairly sure he'd got a perfect gift for each and everyone on his list. The list, however, still held a question mark. A large one.
Blaise.
Even with the war going on, Theo had always made sure to send Blaise something for Christmas - but this year things weren't as they had been. Blaise was different. He himself was different. But most of all they were different. Letters had turned to informative notes which in turn had turned into nothing at all. Fact was that Theo knew more about what Blasie was up to these days through rumours than he did from the man himself, and as private as Blaise was, that had never been the case in the past.
He glanced over at the present he'd taken care to buy a couple of weeks ago, when the opportunity to acquire it had arisen. An ancient text about the origins of charms - complete with charms so old no one knew where they came from or how they worked. It was something he knew Blaise would have appreciated, but which still lay unwrapped on his desk as Theo looked at another list he'd made. A list of his contacts with Blaise and the contents of them from the time the man arrived in Stoatshead hill until now. It was a list he had dreaded doing, but that had become necessary as things had progressed.
Seeing it written down like this made things perfectly clear. For reasons Theo still wasn't certain of, Blasie was not only pulling away, but severing ties completely - one by one.
Theo sighed, and glanced over at the present again, rising and taking it with him over to the bookcase where he put it amongst his own books. It wasn't a development he'd wanted, and definitely not one he was happy with - and not just because Blaise knew more about him than possibly anyone else, but because he found himself missing the interactions they'd had.
Well there was nothing he could do about that now. Trying to shrug it off, he returned to the desk, to the other presents. He pulled out a piece of parchment (grateful he'd been able to get a hold of real parchment instead of the paper he'd been forced to used lately) and a quill and started to write.
Fleur,
I hope this letter finds you and Bill well and that you'll have a lovely Christmas and a happy new year.
Theodore Nott
PS: As well as a Christmas present you'll find a first draft at a contract enclosed. I left it open to additions on several accounts so that you can add what needs to be added, and of course you are welcome to suggest any changes you find desirable.
*Enclosed is a light blue scarf of finest silk and a draft to a contract.
Katie,
I hope you have a marvellous Christmas and that your wish for snow is somehow granted.
Sincerely,
Theodore Nott
*Enclosed is a pair of soft calf skin gloves, charmed to fit and keep warm.
Dearest Professor,
May your Christmas be merry and your New Year a happy one.
Sincerely,
Theodore Nott
*Enclosed is a bottle of Scottish single malt and an assortment of traditional Scottish shortbread
Rita,
I wish you a very merry Christmas and a prosperous New Year.
Sincerely,
Theodore Nott
*Enclosed are Italian handmade parchments, acid-green ink and an acid green quill.
Theodore nodded. He was satisfied with each of his gifts. The scarf for Fleur would suit her perfectly as he was sure the colour was about as close to her eye-colour as Muggles were likely to come. The contract was to make sure it was kept on a business level and to keep Bill from thinking his intentions were less than business like.
The gloves he was sure would be appreciated as Katie had not seemed to have any. She would be sure to appreciate him noticing. Professor McGonagall had always had a weakness of the typically Scottish and Rita needed ink, quill and parchment to write, and was sure to appreciate the quality of what he'd sent her. The parchment and ink had actually been the hardest one to acquire, but thanks to one of the waiters at Roma he'd been able to have it sent to him from Italy where parchment and ink weren't in short supply. It was a good gift and he was sure it would be received well. Nodding, he called Athena over, handing her an extra treat.
'You have some flying ahead of you,' he told her, tying the first parcel to her leg.
Character(s): Theo, Fleur, Katie, Minerva, Rita
Location: Everyone's homes
Status: Private
Summary: Theo sends out presents and think about a lost friendship and the one present he's not going to send.
Completion: Incomplete
Theo was rather pleased. He had thought long and hard about what to give people for Christmas and he was fairly sure he'd got a perfect gift for each and everyone on his list. The list, however, still held a question mark. A large one.
Blaise.
Even with the war going on, Theo had always made sure to send Blaise something for Christmas - but this year things weren't as they had been. Blaise was different. He himself was different. But most of all they were different. Letters had turned to informative notes which in turn had turned into nothing at all. Fact was that Theo knew more about what Blasie was up to these days through rumours than he did from the man himself, and as private as Blaise was, that had never been the case in the past.
He glanced over at the present he'd taken care to buy a couple of weeks ago, when the opportunity to acquire it had arisen. An ancient text about the origins of charms - complete with charms so old no one knew where they came from or how they worked. It was something he knew Blaise would have appreciated, but which still lay unwrapped on his desk as Theo looked at another list he'd made. A list of his contacts with Blaise and the contents of them from the time the man arrived in Stoatshead hill until now. It was a list he had dreaded doing, but that had become necessary as things had progressed.
Seeing it written down like this made things perfectly clear. For reasons Theo still wasn't certain of, Blasie was not only pulling away, but severing ties completely - one by one.
Theo sighed, and glanced over at the present again, rising and taking it with him over to the bookcase where he put it amongst his own books. It wasn't a development he'd wanted, and definitely not one he was happy with - and not just because Blaise knew more about him than possibly anyone else, but because he found himself missing the interactions they'd had.
Well there was nothing he could do about that now. Trying to shrug it off, he returned to the desk, to the other presents. He pulled out a piece of parchment (grateful he'd been able to get a hold of real parchment instead of the paper he'd been forced to used lately) and a quill and started to write.
Fleur,
I hope this letter finds you and Bill well and that you'll have a lovely Christmas and a happy new year.
Theodore Nott
PS: As well as a Christmas present you'll find a first draft at a contract enclosed. I left it open to additions on several accounts so that you can add what needs to be added, and of course you are welcome to suggest any changes you find desirable.
*Enclosed is a light blue scarf of finest silk and a draft to a contract.
Katie,
I hope you have a marvellous Christmas and that your wish for snow is somehow granted.
Sincerely,
Theodore Nott
*Enclosed is a pair of soft calf skin gloves, charmed to fit and keep warm.
Dearest Professor,
May your Christmas be merry and your New Year a happy one.
Sincerely,
Theodore Nott
*Enclosed is a bottle of Scottish single malt and an assortment of traditional Scottish shortbread
Rita,
I wish you a very merry Christmas and a prosperous New Year.
Sincerely,
Theodore Nott
*Enclosed are Italian handmade parchments, acid-green ink and an acid green quill.
Theodore nodded. He was satisfied with each of his gifts. The scarf for Fleur would suit her perfectly as he was sure the colour was about as close to her eye-colour as Muggles were likely to come. The contract was to make sure it was kept on a business level and to keep Bill from thinking his intentions were less than business like.
The gloves he was sure would be appreciated as Katie had not seemed to have any. She would be sure to appreciate him noticing. Professor McGonagall had always had a weakness of the typically Scottish and Rita needed ink, quill and parchment to write, and was sure to appreciate the quality of what he'd sent her. The parchment and ink had actually been the hardest one to acquire, but thanks to one of the waiters at Roma he'd been able to have it sent to him from Italy where parchment and ink weren't in short supply. It was a good gift and he was sure it would be received well. Nodding, he called Athena over, handing her an extra treat.
'You have some flying ahead of you,' he told her, tying the first parcel to her leg.