- Messages
- 493
- OOC First Name
- Daphne
- Blood Status
- Mixed Blood
- Relationship Status
- Married
- Sexual Orientation
- Bisexual (Jason)
- Wand
- Knotted 11 Inch Whippy Oak Wand with Phoenix Tail Feather Core
- Age
- 4/2028 (33)
Charlotte's words to Matthew during the quidditch match had made him aware that things had progressed way beyond what he had expected. Unable to help it, he thought back to the rune reading he had done durirng his Ancient Runes lesson. One of the runes had told him to follow his own instincts. And hadn't his instincts been telling him not to wait too long in telling Charlotte about Odette? Unfortunately, he had been a coward. Once again. But he couldn't do that any longer.
The game had finished fairly quickly, and students were returning to the castle in high spirits. Matthew knew he couldn't let Charlotte go inside, she might avoid him again for the rest of the year. The loss of Slytherin might also make her mood even worse than it already was, he knew how much she hated to lose. He gently put a hand on her shoulder and led her away from the throng of people returning to the castle, moving onto the great lawn with her. He stopped underneath a tree, it was as good a place as any. "Charlotte, we need to talk." He told her gently. "But before we do, I have something for you." He had bought her a Christmas present, after all, and part of him figured that giving that to her now would mean the news she was about to hear from him would be less bad. He handed her a small gift, wrapped in pink paper.
The game had finished fairly quickly, and students were returning to the castle in high spirits. Matthew knew he couldn't let Charlotte go inside, she might avoid him again for the rest of the year. The loss of Slytherin might also make her mood even worse than it already was, he knew how much she hated to lose. He gently put a hand on her shoulder and led her away from the throng of people returning to the castle, moving onto the great lawn with her. He stopped underneath a tree, it was as good a place as any. "Charlotte, we need to talk." He told her gently. "But before we do, I have something for you." He had bought her a Christmas present, after all, and part of him figured that giving that to her now would mean the news she was about to hear from him would be less bad. He handed her a small gift, wrapped in pink paper.