Frankie boy,
Well, that's good. It is nice to be the favorite twin. I do hope Stone didn't give you any trouble. He's a jealous little bird. He doesn't like sharing attention. Leave it to Onyx to find the dramatic bird.
As for the longing stares, I must inform you. I don't believe you've found your genie yet, so alas you must add it to your list of wishes. Of course, if this is your way of wanting me to miss you, you'll need to work much harder than that for me to admit to any such thing- if it exists.
Thinking back on it (I tend to think back a lot since I never seem to think when I'm doing) I can see how the 'no dating' comment in my first letter could have come across as a slightly cross reminder. We're friends now, so I suppose it isn't too forward to tell you that the 'no dating' rule has nothing to do with you and implies to anyone that may come into my life. I'm bad luck, Frankie boy. You have distance to protect you, so I don't worry too much about you getting the short end of the stick. I just don't want to find myself caring for someone like that and seeing my luck hurt them again.
Of course, the nobility can grace the peasants with a touch of time. If there are no peasants, there's no one to adore the royalty. Bold of you to assume there would be a next time. I've learned my lesson with dating and I don't need to be told I'm rubbish twice. I do have quidditch to keep me going, though.
Speaking of, we just won our game and the common room is a bit noisy. I should probably get back. I failed as a beater today, the seeker got taken out. I think I redeemed myself though- for some odd reason I was put in as her replacement and the alternate seeker took my place (it was just as well, I hadn't hit a thing the entire game). The point being I actually caught the snitch. It probably irritated the alternate seeker. He's got a rather big ego for such a young kid and he seems to be a bit full of himself.
I should get back before they come looking for me.
~Sapphire