former hufflepuff and queen of flowers ♕✿
Eleanor was happy to live the life that she lived. She wasn't making the most money, she wasn't famous or ever wanted to be famous, but was just happy where she was and didn't think she could've been doing anything better. Her greenhouse had been her project ever since she had left school, and it was definitely coming along nicely, and she had learnt so much more about plants out of Hogwarts than she ever did within it. The former Hufflepuff thought she had been living the perfect life, however one thing that stayed in the back of her mind wherever she went and whatever she did was Jerara. She had missed him dearly and wondered where exactly he was, if he had found someone else, if he had moved country, if he had found exactly what he wanted to do with his life, just as she had done with hers. Ever since the pair of them had gone on a break, Eleanor hadn't thought at all about moving on. She didn't find interest in anyone else. It was always him. Eleanor had written a letter to him in hopes that it would get to him wherever he was. She wanted to see him again, just as friends, at Brightstone Village. Perhaps he still worked at the candy shop there and she could go and find him if he didn't show up? Nonetheless, Eleanor waited at the bench in Brightstone Village where they had always met, where they met up during the holidays, and where they had decided to go on that break. She was nervous, having thought over and over in her head what she would finally say to him, and just hoped that wherever he was he received that letter.