This Means Nothing

Alana Finch

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OOC First Name
Cyndi
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Mixed Blood
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Wand
Knotted 14 Inch Rigid Willow Wand with Acromantula Web Core
Age
9/2025
It had taken Alana a while to work up the courage to speak to Professor Styx. He was her Head of House, but she'd never felt comfortable going up to him as it was and certainly not about something so personal. The man had never made himself welcoming, but the thought of taking this issue to Ivaylo, who she was sure could help her was even more mortifying than going to Styx. The man had offered little information, leaving Alana as confused and infuriated as ever. She'd pulled out her quill and scribbled a note in the middle of her next class and then stomped over to the owlery. Only when it was on its way with a school owl did Alana really stop to think about what she had done. She'd just written a letter to Chaos Zhefarovich.
Chaos,

Tell me what your note said. I finally worked up the nerve to ask Professor Styx about it and all he did was ask me who wrote it and then he gave it back to me and told me to learn Bulgarian. What the hell? Now, I still don't what it says and even worse, Professor Styx does. So, just let me know what level of mortified I should be. I swear, if it says something stupid...

Godmod of Styx is with Kaitlyn's approval
 
Scarlet or Alana,

I must say, this was surprising. I figured that you would have thrown the note away or something. But it was not stupid unless thanking you for helping me when I was physically hurt is mortifying. Although showing that to Professor Styx was a laugh. You should have just taken it to any of my other relatives.
Hmm, this could be interesting then. Not to mention, fun.

Translate this: "Have fun with your freedom for a while."
~ Chaos

P.S. I sent you a book to help translate the message above into English. Good luck.
 
Chaos,

How would Scarlet feel if she knows you're confusing her with me? Maybe I'll let her know. I don't want to see her name. K? Thanks. Besides, I know you can afford to use fresh parchment. Don't be lazy.

Ugh, no. At least Styx will keep quiet about this, I hope. If one of your cousins found out, they'd all know in a week that I helped you with one stupid thing. You promised me we'd never mention it again.

-Alana

P.S. Thanks for the book. I still haven't figured out the entire message. I just know it's something about having fun which...of course I will.
P.P.S. Stop sending me gifts.
 
Alana,

That was a mistake. I assumed any letter would have been from her. It shouldn't happen again. Besides, I don't waste parchment. What if I cared about saving the trees?

I promised I wouldn't say anything. I never promised about not writing it down. I'll continue sending you little Bulgarian messages. By the way, Matthew was amusing.

~ Chaos
"He seems to like little girls too."
P.S. That wasn't a gift. But I will send you some out of spite. Once I know what to even give you.
 
Chaos,

You don't care about people, and I'm supposed to believe you care about trees? Please spare me.

What did you even say to Matthew anyway? Before he was attacked by your people, and I know you had something to do with it so don't even deny it, he mentioned something about me saying something to you about him.

By the way, finally translated your first message. You make it sound as if I'll be losing my freedom some time soon. I'm not the one locked in my home without a wand.

Alana

Sent hours later said:
You're a jerk! I'm not a "little girl." And what does that 'too' even mean? Please don't tell me that you're starting to like me because I hate to break it to you, but I still dislike you. Stick with what's her face.
-A
 
Alana,

I was being sarcastic. I don't give an owl's arse about trees. But I do care about people. Family and that's it. So, there's that.

Not much. Just the truth. We're engaged, he wants me to look out for you when we are married. That's about it. For a Ravenclaw, he wasn't very smart.
Hold on, my people? I didn't do anything. I've been busting my arse off here studying. Plus I don't write or order people around. I only write to you and what's her name.

Just telling you to have fun. And that too was for him being amusing. I don't like you. I don't even know you. Don't get that into your pretty blonde head.

~Chaos
"I do like that fiestiness. Keep it up, vixen."
 
Alana didn't write to Chaos again until after the Halloween Feast. Unlike her other hastily written letters, she wrote this one in the common room, her legs stretched out on one of the couches. The teenager was in a particularly good mood this morning, probably because she didn't have to race down to practice super early.
Chaos,

Good. I'm glad we're on the same page. By the way, you might want to check on your girlfriend. I haven't seen her in ages. Did she finally get sick of being harassed for dating you and transfer?

Are you serious? Well someone sent those kids to attack us when we ran into each other on the cliffs. I bet it was Ivaylo then, though I would've expected him to just get in Matthew's face like he did before. I just wish you'd all leave him alone. He's a nice guy.

And, I can't get this translation at all. I know you like something and you're telling me to keep it up? I don't even understand, but my response will be for you to not hold your breath. As soon as I finish translating this, I'll stop whatever it is. Out of spite.

-Alana
 
Alana,

I've not heard from her either, but I'd rather not talk about that. For your sake since you don't like her, and no one else seems to. At any rate, I am serious. Someone might have sent those kids to attack you guys, but it was not me. I don't see him as a threat because flies can be swatted at any point. He is a nice guy, and they tend to finish last is why I don't waste my time. I heard that Ivaylo was too wrapped up in his current girlfriend. It might have been someone else. Perhaps, someone from Rumor Has It for a story.

That is rather funny because you are still doing it. I used words that are purposely hard to translate because they are not used as much. I don't think you could stop even if you wanted to. And speaking of spite, hope you liked the necklace.

~ Chaos
"Bet your Halloween was fun. Heard about that outfit you wore too."
 
Chaos,

Considering Rumor Has It hasn’t even been around, I doubt it. My sickles are on it being someone from your family. It seems to me that someone doesn’t have the same confidence that you do about Matthew finishing in last.

Doing what? Ugh, I still haven’t found what those words mean. I did figure out your other translation though, and it figures that Havoc told you. Yes, I am rolling my eyes.

I’m not accepting this necklace. I’m serious. Stop sending me gifts. Even if I wanted to give you something, which I don’t, I can’t. Not everyone grew up in a mansion and has tons of galleons to just throw around. So, stop making this weirder for me than this already is.

~Alana
 
Alana,

Considering how prideful my family really is, do you think any one of us would possibly not claim ownership of the chaos that they were making? No pun intended. Sometimes I hate my name for being like that but my dad has a cruel sense of humor. It is either that, or the person is a sick, twisted person that loves to see others suffer for the pure amusement, and find him to be easy prey.

Doing that. And you probably won't. They likely aren't in the book. He did. I only wish I could have seen it for myself. His description was not enough. I figured. I picture you rolling your eyes a lot at my letters actually.

Okay, I understand that, but I'm not taking the necklace back. I don't think it goes well with my eyes. Besides, I don't like gifts. I prefer just sending people what I think they would appreciate. I expect nothing in return. But, why is it "weirder than it already is"?

~ Chaos
"Red and purple are an odd combination. I almost dread seeing what color eyes our children will eventually have."
 
Chaos,

I'm busy preparing for exams, but I didn't want to be rude and not reply at all. That's what is weird by the way. This whole thing, writing letters and... just everything. I don't know. I can't explain it. But, the gifts make it worse.

And, I do roll my eyes. All the time. I'll probably roll my eyes at your translation whenever I get to it.

Wish me luck on my exams. I'll need it.

Alana
 
Fifth Year Owls
Chaos,

Have you come across a purple quill anywhere? When I was packing last week, I couldn't find it in my house, so maybe I left it in yours. If you find it, send it along.

Alana

P.S. Ever seen a shiny prefects badge? Of course you haven't. I don't even know why I bothered asking. I have though. Because I have one.
 
Alana,

You wrote to me first, again. Hmm, I like that. And I sent your purple quill. It isn't a big deal though, since it is just a quill. I did like the purple. Almost matches my eyes. Now, let's see if you use it anymore.

You made Prefect? Congratulations on being the Patriarch's little servant. Prefect and a cuddler, it is very fitting.

Regards,
~ Chaos
 
Alana read Chaos’ reply, her face turning into an annoyed one the more she read. The Slytherin was utterly annoyed and was torn between sending an immediate response and never writing to him again. After waiting a few days, the crumpled paper on the stand beside her bed, the teenager reached for a piece of parchment as she lay across her bed and wrote a reply, knowing that she couldn’t not say anything forever.
You know, sometimes when you write, I forget how much of a jerk you are. And then there’s other times, like your last letter, that I remember exactly who you are. I am no one’s servant, and don’t you ever forget that, Chaos Zhefarovich. My next reminder will come in the form of a howler.

-Alana
Satisfied with her reply, Alana sent it off with one of the school owls, getting back to reading ahead for Potions.
 
Alana,

Well, I had to do something to tone it down. I thought for sure that if your ego went much higher, your head would explode.
You know, it is pretty bad when it plays off as more than my own.

Regards,
~ Chaos

P.S. You didn't say anything about being a cuddler. I won't call you a servant again, but I will never let you live that down.
 
Chaos,

I do NOT have an ego. And for the millionth time, I'm not a cuddler. How was I supposed to know you were going to be a weirdo and lay down next to me? Personal space is obviously not something you know a lot about.

Alana
 
Alana,

My apologizes for taking so long. I could respond to that, but I have a feeling that your stubbornness will not allow you to meet the truth that I am just one big, murderous teddy bear.
Anyway, how is the red eyed prefect? And the games, I trust, were in Slytherin's favor?

Regards,
~ Chaos
 
Hey Chaos,

That you describe yourself as murderous is troubling even if it's honest. Yes, we did win the game though I broke a rib in the process. It wasn't fun, but that seems how this semester is going. Honestly, I'm already counting the days until it's over. OWL year is as difficult as everyone explains it to be.

Since I know you're coming over for the holidays, should I ask my parents about letting us go to the beach in Australia for a day? We can use the floo. We might as well have something planned so we're not totally getting on each other's nerves for the week you're here.

Alana
 

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