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Casey O · 11-27-2013, 01:44 AM

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Dear Ollie(I still can't write your nickname without smiling),

I knew you were serious when you said your father was a Quidditch player, you know. I just thought it was really cool. I am not exactly known for my flying skills, but I would honestly love if you taught me to play. But do we have to wait until summer? I wish I could accio you over here. I miss you, Ol. I really do.

Anyway, classes here are pretty interesting, apparently not as interesting as your History of magic though. (That was sarcasm, Ollie). But you could transfer! Right? I'm sure you would fit right in.

Or maybe you wouldn't. The girls in my year are actually pretty snobby and all. They think that my having only half French "blood" with my dad being British, and therefore I'm less than them apparently. None of my mother's endless supplies of torture devices a.k.a. shoes could change their opinions of me. Any advice in that handsome head of yours?

Yours,
Cleo

11-27-2013, 01:44 AM	#5 (permalink)
Casey O Jobberknoll Join Date: Jun 2012 Posts: 4,293 Second Year x10	Admiratrice des Maraudeurs \| C-Rizzle \| THE Best Snuggler 1. Accio Dear Ollie(I still can't write your nickname without smiling), I knew you were serious when you said your father was a Quidditch player, you know. I just thought it was really cool. I am not exactly known for my flying skills, but I would honestly love if you taught me to play. But do we have to wait until summer? I wish I could accio you over here. I miss you, Ol. I really do. Anyway, classes here are pretty interesting, apparently not as interesting as your History of magic though. (That was sarcasm, Ollie). But you could transfer! Right? I'm sure you would fit right in. Or maybe you wouldn't. The girls in my year are actually pretty snobby and all. They think that my having only half French "blood" with my dad being British, and therefore I'm less than them apparently. None of my mother's endless supplies of torture devices a.k.a. shoes could change their opinions of me. Any advice in that handsome head of yours? Yours, Cleo