I suppose you're surprised to hear from me so soon. Frankly, I'm surprised myself.
First, I want to thank you for everything this summer. It was so...so liberating to talk to someone about all this who I knew wouldn't freak out or try to tell me it was "a phase" or other rubbish like that. I hope I didn't come off as too eager when I approached you that first night; when I spied you with Raphaiel Raphael in the alleyway I just got so excited! (Oh not that way you horny tosser. Merlin.) I still haven't said anything to my parents - and I know you said I should - and it's not as though I think they'd disown me or anything (trust me, they could've done worse to me years ago for all the right reasons), I just don't think it's something that needs to be said until there's something to tell, you know? If this thing with Sirius doesn't work out, and if I end up with some girl, then there's no need for them to know I ever thought this way...right?
Enough hypotheticals. The reason I'm writing...well.
Things are more awkward then I'd anticipated. I think we are both so worried about our roommates catching on. Not that there's terribly much to catch on to quite yet. Its not like we sit in the common room and snog (alas!). But I feel like if I just look at him too long I'll start to blush and give something away. And he's no better - I see him sneaking quick glances at me all day long, and it seems as thought that is just as obvious than if he'd just stare at me!
So, what would you suggest to relieve some tension. (not that) Are notes too girly? Even scented ones? I'm too nervous to suggest we find some time alone. Though I suppose one of us will have to make that suggestion eventually, won't we? At least if we want to keep it from our dormmates.
I must seem so very naieve naive to you. Hopefully you can remember your first fumblings with a crush oh so long ago! Oh, also something I forgot completeley to ask you: did you ever try dating girls? Or have they always just seemed like interesting exhibits in an art museum that just aren't meant to be touched? I don't even particularly like them as friends...though I suppose some specific ones are ace. Lily's a nice bird (I told you about Lily, right? The one my mate James is stalking obsessing over?)
Oh dear, Sirius is now looking over at me and seems to be rather suspicious. How long do you bet it'll be before he accuses me of writing to my lucious Italian boyfriend, met on holiday and I've just been too nice to tell Sirius that I'm over him? I'll put a Galleon on next week...
Thank you again, Gianni, for lending a kind ear...er, eyes?
Ci vediamo,
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