I've got some news which may or may not come as a surprise to you. I want you to know right up front that I'm not asking permission for from you - this is what's going to happen. I've known for weeks, but haven't plucked up the courage found the time to tell you until now.
I know we'd always planned that I would live with you at home until I found a steady job, either in the wizard or Muggle world, so I wouldn't have to dip into the savings until I had a source of income. Well, I don't have a job...but I still won't be living at home after I leave school in June.
I am, actually, going to move in with Sirius in his flat.
Well. Er, more like our flat. And not in a flatmatey way. Rather, it'll be our flat and our furniture and our food and our single bedroom with wizard-size bed (provided he does chuck the witch-size one curently there like he promised). Does that...er, does that make sense?
Do you hate me? Do you mind terribly? I'm not ruining anything, am I?
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