Its Been A While

Dante Vrael

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Sir Dylaaan!
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Dear Rue...

How to begin? Ive started school at Hogwarts, and at first i hated it. Im in Slytherin! Can you believe it? Only dad was in Slytherin... But all his and mums family were Gryffindor. I was shocked. Slytherin is such a terrible house. More of them are cruel and vicious. I walked the corridors like a ghost, and nobody paid attention to me, which was good i guess.

And then, i met the most amazing person. Her name is Anna, and i think im falling in love! Can i do that at my age? Im so confused about these feelings. But we went on our first date! I organised a picnic by the lake and it was all so wonderful.

How have you been? I miss you. You were always like a big sister to me. Have you heard from Matt? He hasnt written to me at all! Some cousin he is. Hey, are you going to mum and dad's three year anniversary? I hate going. I dont see the point of gathering to celebrate their death date. But if you are going, and Matt should be there, ill come.

Please write back soon.
With love,
Dante.

Dante walked into the owlery and approached one of the school owls. He hadnt yet purchased his own... "Take this to Beaxbatons." he told the owl, gave it a treat, and watched it fly off.
 
Rue was shocked to find a letter waiting for her when she woke up. She read it eagerly, and grinned. Dante! Her old friend. She was so glad he'd written, things were getting pretty lonely at Beauxbatons.
She took out her quill and began to write back...

Dear Dante

Wow! I can't believe you wrote to me. I don't know where to start either! First, I miss you. How long has it been?
I'm so happy you got into Hogwarts. I tried to transfer there this year, but I was declined. I guess I'll have to try again next year. I hope it means I can see you!

It's amazing you've met such a lovely person. I hope everything goes well! Do you think she likes you back? And of course you can fall in love at your age, don't be silly! If I'm honest, I've been looking for the right guy myself...

Matt? I'd forgotten he existed, embarassingly! I'll come to the anniversary if you like. It will be nice for you to have a friend there, right? Besides, I was friends with them. They were so much nicer than my mum and dad. Just tell me where it is, and I'll be there.

Some rubbish things have been happening here. I'm shy now, makes a change from the crazy talkative girl I used to be. I've changed so much, except in height. I havn't grown at all! I guess I'll have to put up with that, being a part-goblin. Are you tall now? If you are, i'll be so jealous.
Anyway, nobody seems to want to be my friend. I wish I could come and visit you one day. That'd be so cool, you've probably changed so much!

I miss you with my heart,
Love,
Rue

Rue put down her quill. She was jealous. She had loved him even when she was 7. She knew she did. And now he had met another girl... Rue sighed, stopping a tear from reaching the bottom of her cheek. She was happy for him, and she truthfully did want to meet him again. She was excited. But jealous. She hated being jealous of something that made her old friend happy. She hated herself for being so ignorant. She put it to the back of her mind, and sent the owl to Hogwarts with her letter.
 
As Dante sat at breakfast the next day, a letter was dropped infront of him. He grabbed it eagerly and opened it, grinning softly as he recognised Rue's handwriting. He ignored the jeers from some of the older Slytherins and read the letter twice through. He pulled out his ink and parchment, and started writing eagerly.
Dear Rue.

Its been like almost a year. I cant believe it! how we ever lost contact is beyond me. We were inseperable back then. I still remember us wrestling on the best before bed whenever you slept over. Somehow you always beat me, haha. I hope you get accepted next year, it would be so good to have you here.

As to the subject of Anna... I dont know if she likes me back. I think she does, but i cant be sure. You know how lousy i am at picking up signals and stuff from girls. Oh, and i forgot to mention, ive got a bit of competition. A hufflepuff first year, Hamza, is trying for her too. Imagine that, a Slytherin and Hufflepuff in competition over a Ravenclaw. I just dont know. Anna is great... But she's just not....

Dante paused then. Anna was great, ye, but he wasnt Rue. Dante had always carried a great deal of affection for Rue. He knew everything about her, and she knew everything about him. He had always pictured them together in the future, but when Dante's parents had died, and he had moved in with Matt, he had never really seen much of Rue.
Anyways... I dont blame you for forgetting Matt. He's a total git. He's got some new girlfriend moving in with him... I wonder how long that lasts. I swear, the moment he turned 19, there was just a constant stream of girls going through that house. I hope i will get to see you at the Anniversary...

And whats this about you getting shy? Thats not the Rue i remember. Whats wrong? You know im here for you.

Lots of Love
Dante

He finished writing, very concerned with Rue. Something was very wrong, if she had gone very quiet. He stewed on these thoughts as he tied the letter to the owl and sent if off again.
 
Rue was about to go to bed when a letter was delivered to her. She smiled. He seemed very eager to get back to her. She read it, and giggled. Then she wrote:
Dear Dante,

I must go in a moment, so this will be short. You hope Anna isn't what? I'm sure you'll get her against a Hufflepuff. I may have beaten you to the best bed, but you could easily beat me to a relationship.

Anyway, I don't know.. Something happened with me and my mum and I havn't really told anyone. I have to go now, Maybe I can tell you another time.

I'll write again soon,
Rue xxx
 
It was very early in the morning when Dante heard a tapping at his window. He wiped his eyes lazily as he got out of bed and opened the window. He sighed as he saw the owl, and took the letter from him. "Wait here." he said softly, and the owl stayed. Dante walked over to his bed and layed back down, picking his wand up from the bed-side table as he did. "Lumos!" he whispered softly, and the tip of his wand lit up. He opened the letter and read it. He sighed as he read it and picked up his quill, ink and parchment and began writing slowly.
Dear Rue.

She just doesnt fill the hole in my stomach. I feel happy and stuff around her, but i still feel a whole. And i think ive finally realised what the whole is. Anna is amazing, but she will never compare to my first ever love... And i dont think anyone ever will.

Anyways, i want to hear about this thing that happened. Im worried about you.

Dante
xox

He tied the letter around the owls leg, and watched it fly off. He then crawled back into bed, extinguished his wand, and went back to sleep, troubled throughts of Rue entering his dreams.
 
Rue read Dante's letter over and over again. He was worried about her. That was the first time she'd ever heard such words. Nobody ever cared if Rue was unhappy. And, Anna wasn't right for him. That made her smile a little.
She carefully started to write a letter back:
Dear Dante

I understand. Maybe she's not good enough for you. I hope I'm not driving you away from her, perhaps you should see how it goes. Who was your first love, if you don't mind me asking?

It's really hard to explain what happened, even to you Dante. Like I said, I've never told anyone, and the only people who know are the policemen and my mother. I'm scared to tell you, even though you're my best friend. But I can't let it stay clogged up inside me forever, I suppose.

Well, when I was 9, about 2 months after we lost contact, my mum got... Drunk. She went really mad and then.. I.. She.. She hurt me, Dante, she hurt me. She tried to stab me, but I moved. She slashed at me and cut me really deeply. There was blood everywhere, It was so scary. I was sick, and she ran off. I can't write about this any more, my pen is shaking.

Please write,
Rue xxx
Rue was sobbing large, frightened tears, and she was positive someone was about to barge in on her and see her. She made the letter wet with her tears - Not on purposely - And tried to wipe the letter dry, but the paper was still shrivelling in areas. She attatched her letter to the owl, and sent it do Dante.
 
Dante was lying on a nice shady spot of grass by the lake when the owl dropped the letter next to him. He liked this owl, it brought letter straight to him. He opened and read the letter, frowning as he noticed the tear drops. He read the letter and his face turned pale. He wrote back straight away, his pen furiously darting across the page.

Dear Rue

Im sorry, i cant tell you. You'll just have to find out for yourself. Hehe.

And Rue, im so sorry. You wont have to tell me over a letter. Meet me at Brightstone Village tomorrow night for dinner. I wont take no for an answer.

Dante

Dante tied the letter to the owls leg and once again, it flew off.

(I think you can start that one, if your allowed. Shall we call this thread quits? Or do you wanna continue?)
 

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