Love Note Leavers Errand Finished

Hello mom and dad.
I suppose that I have not been talking with you for a while but I have been very busy.
Magic is real and it is very cool. I have been learning many things. I have even learned how to violate the laws of physics. I am sure that dad is going to be thrilled with that.

I have also been learning lots of other things. Like how to make potions that make things that you wouldn't believe are possible. Capable of changing even the minds of people and making them forget things. It is all so amazing and it is unbelievable to do all of this like it is a fairy tale or adventure.

I was sorted into Slytherin. That was the house of the ambitious and cunning. Don't worry about me being discriminated against. I am taking care of myself and I am not being bothered. My classmates are mostly nice but I haven't gotten to know many of them.

I have also made a friend. Her name is Aida. She is really nice. I have not known her for long but she seems really nice. She is not English but rather Scottish. She is a little quirky but in a nice way. She has white hair and is really nature-oriented. She knows a lot about nature and other things.

Sometimes it is a little less nice though. I always feel a little tense, I don't know if I am a target simply by being born or if it is no matter at all. It is quite nerve-wracking
However, I know things are eventually going to be alright.

Your son,
Alexander

Ps. can you send an old dress suit and some rope back with the owl? I have a ball soon and some outdoor activities.

Word count(RP&letter): 445 words

Letters count: 1/5

Dear Dee,

See? I do remember you telling me to call you Dee instead of Dealla. I decided to write to you because I had an idea for the head-line you'll need to use once you discover the secret room that caused that draft we went to investigate. I thought it up at lunch but didn't see you so I'll just tell you in this letter in case my Charms homework kills me and I never make it back to the common room to find you. Your headline should be "DARING EXPLORER AND FUNGUS MASTER UNCOVER NEVER BEFORE SEEN CHAMBER AT HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCH-CRAFT AND WIZARDRY!
I think it has a nice ring to it and would definitely grab a readers attention the same way that vanishing stair caught your leg.

I hate to cut it short but if I keep on writing I'm gonna end up laughing and the Library is very quiet so I think I'd better stop but I can't wait for the next adventure

-Fungus Master

P.S- in case you forgot, it's Blake who wrote this.

Errand Progress: 2/5. Mentions @Dealla Prince WC(RP only): 240

Lizzie Verdine was obviously going mad. She going very slightly mad. Maybe she would be waking up to be thinking she was a banana tree or driving on three wheels. It had to have happened soon enough. She have avoided this moment for ages. Months. She wanted to avoid it for years. Yet she gave in.

The ravenclaw had finally decided to write to her parents. The first letter since she went to Hogwarts. She thought about it for hours on the end the night before. That or her roommate where keeping her up again by chating about some hot 3rd Years. Come on. Your only 11 for goodness sake.

Lizzie sat down at the table in the Library once again and looked down at the parchment and decided to write whatever came to her mind. It had done the job the other few times. Then it could do it this time. “Not going to mess this up.” She mumbled

[font=Lucida Handwriting]Dear Mum and Dad,

Hi.
I’m in Ravenclaw. Yay. I’m sorry about never writing. It’s been very busy over here. I have written a letter to Johnathon, Joseph and Luke so remember to give them the attached letter. Thank you.

I made a few friends. Cassie and Blake. I met Blake when he had fallen asleep in the chair. It was quite cute. No mum. I don’t like him. I am going to concentrate on other things first(like my musssssic). Cassie is pretty nice. They are helping me with stuff.

Stuff can be defined as many things. Homework. Other things. You will probably find out soon enough anyway from a teacher or something. I’m sorry in advance but it has to be done. It’s because this wierdo Gryffindor called me a stalker and now I’m angry at them.

Alright before I expose myself to much I better be going. I have to run and get to dinner before it’s all gone.

With lots of love,
Your daughter (Lizzie)[/font]

Lizzie sighed and smiled. That was good enough. She folded it up and then sat back in the chair to relax. She would be writing another letter in a few minutes so there was NO point in running up the owlrey stairs just to have to go back up again. What a waste of energy.

Mum,

Hogwarts has been a wild, rollercoaster ride so far. I got sorted into Ravenclaw, which is meant to be the house with the smart people. While I'm not sure if I fit in yet, I think I look pretty sharp in blue. I've made a few friends, and I've met some people who are absolutely stupid. If Ravenclaw is meant to be the house where all the intelligent people are sorted, why is it that there are some people in there who are so annoying?! It's dumb. There's this one boy I do not like at all named Elias, he's so annoying and ridiculous and stupid and I can tell you more in detail during the summer. How's Uncle Donal doing now, I do hope he's okay. Tell him that Tally's fine, annoying as ever, really. I've not talked to her much because I've been so busy.

Homework is... Stressful. Can it even be called homework if I'm not at home when I'm doing it? It doesn't feel like home here, yet. Uncle Donal told me it would soon. Either he's a liar, or maybe I'm just not getting it yet. It's not bad here, I just can't wait to come home, if that makes any sense at all. I don't think it does, though.

I think my favorite class is Astronomy. It's so interesting to learn about the planets through the wizard lens. I always liked the stars when I was in school, so I guess that isn't a surprise to you. You'd know me best, after all.

Well, I should probably finish this letter so I can work on Transfiguration. It's really hard!

Love you,
Thomas B.

RP WC: 229
LETTER WC: 280
Mentions: N/A

1/5

[font=Monotype Corsiva]To River, (I hope that's your name. I am really bad at names, to be honest)

I do remembered I met you once during that game Alan hosted and let me tell you that game was not a joke. I did not know that my arms could ached this bad. Do you have any suggestion what should I do for lessen the pain? If you do, please do tell me. By the way, congratulation for winning the first round and you are lucky to had Rafa on your team.

Thank you for the compliment and I guess I need to work on my fore arms strength if any of that type of game or similar to that will occur in the future.

And it was ashamed that we do not interact before, during and after the game that much but I am sure we will bump into each other again and you are super nice too albeit our short conversation.

Maybe we can get to know each other more and I can introduced you to my other two friends in here. The thought of having friends in this place make it more fun to attend in this school and make me feel less alone.

I hope you have been doing well too since then and continue to and let's set up for a meeting sometime

Friendly Regards,
Cassandra Ironwoods (I almost tell you my first name but then again maybe I will tell you when we met)[/font]

@River Dewlight

Reducio

Ink, Quill, Wax Stamp Set that Cassie used

Word Count Letter : 247

Word Count RPG : 321

Errand Progress : 4 / 5 Letters

Interacting with @Riannon Campbell

Dear Lauren,

I wanted to thank you for everything you have ever done to me. I know I can be a pain sometimes because I am always moving everywhere, talking and I know that you prefer the quietness sometimes.

Without you, I am not able to stay calm because I am boring and as soon as that happened I have to find a way to break the boredom, which often means a lot of noise. I have always been impressed about your imagination. Your stories are incredible and I hope someday you will become a well-known writer because you deserve it.

By the way, have you heard from Alex's secret admirator lately ? How do I know that ? Well you know that I always know everything. I think we have to do a secret meeting together to speak about that someday.

I hope you are spending a nice day and if not, I hope this letter will be the light of your dark day. If not, let me know and I will yell at the envelope which has probably erase the magic of my words.

I love you so much,

Your little sis' Riley

WC: 442 | Errand Progress : Letters 3/5

𝘋𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘔𝘶𝘮,

I am so very excited to let you that I've been sorted into the house of Hufflepuff at Hogwarts. I really wish I could have written to you sooner, but I've been caught up in classes and homework. I really miss you and I'm happy that I had the opportunity to come to Hogwarts.

There is a lot to learn and so much fun and exciting classes. I'm also writing to tell you that My academic average is an E due to my charms assignment, but I'm hoping I can get it to an O with my History of Magic homework. I know you've been struggling with the loss a father, but I hope you realize that there is no reason to grieve because there is so much good in the world.

I love you mum. I hope to receive a letter from you soon. I miss you so so much.

Your one and only,
Kaylie Lovens

Word count: 280

Errand progress: 1/5 letters

Dealla was nearly storming into the library, determination written all over her face. She hadn't even been planning to come here today, she had hoped to just finish her Potions homework in the common room and then spend the rest of the day outside, enjoying the fine weather, but after staring at her parchment for the better part of half an hour, she just knew she needed another source. This wasn't enough? Not complex enough, not enough thought in it, and especially in Potions, she needed to be excellent.
So she'd stuffed the start of her essay into her bag along with her favorite quill and ink, and gone to find that perfect source that would give her the inspiration to write that truly outstanding essay she wanted.
However, as she was browsing the Potions section of the library, something else caught her eye.
Write a letter day? Was that a thing? She'd never heard of it, but it sounded interesting enough for her to put the book back onto the shelf and wander over to the section of the library where students had gathered, sitting along the tables and scritching away at what were, apparently, letters.
Dee paused, watching the students for a second. She had never written a letter before. She had never had anyone to write a letter to, her entire life and everyone she'd known had been in Whitehaven, and her every day here at Hogwarts so far had been so full and exciting and distracting that she had never sat down to write a letter home to her parents, either. Not even really thought about it. She'd missed them, sure, but she had never done anything about it.
Suddenly, she felt a small thread of excitement unfurl in her stomach. Writing a letter seemed like the perfect idea, for some reason.
Her homework forgotten, she grabbed a clipboard and an obnoxious pink glitter pen that she just knew would make her dad laugh off a nearby table and plopped down into one of the unoccupied beanbags.
And then she paused. What did she even want to write? So much had happened here, but now that she wanted to write it down, her head was empty. It felt both like she had too much to tell, and nothing at all.
So, instead of penning a letter to her parents, she started scribbling down a note to one of the friends she had made here at the castle.

Hey there, Fungus Master!

I know our first research trip together didn't amount to much, but it's been a while, so I wanted to ask how you felt about going to look for that secret room this time? You know you also felt that draft! It's there for sure.
I had a lot of fun last time and I think you did, too, so!!! There should be no reason for us not to go, right? And I could really use you on this trip, you made an excellent companion last time.
Please let me know what you think.

- Dee

Dealla paused, reading through the letter again. It was a bit odd, she supposed, very familiar in some places and then somehow stilted in the next when she had felt like she needed to justify herself for even writing this. But it should be fine, Blake had handled her antics perfectly well so far.
And then she realized she'd written the entire letter in that ridiculous pink glitter pen.
She squinted at it for a second, then shrugged. Whatever. The content was the important part.

Word Count: 596 | Letter 1/5
@Blake Bayne

Mentions @Quinn Healy

Alright, who's next? Her thumb gently tapped against the feather of her quill. Eyes looking around as she tried to think of someone to write to. Maybe she should really write one to Quinn even though she saw him occasionally. With flustered red cheeks, she hesitantly started to scratch on the paper:

Dear Quinn,

Here I am. Writing you a letter. I know that we see each other pretty often but I thought a letter would be pretty fun to send you. Talking is fine and all that. But why not have something you can physically hold in your hands that reminds you of me, right? You can read these words over and over and they won't go away! You won't be able to forget what I tell you since letters don't run anywhere. Of course, in this magical world where we met by chance, it wouldn't surprise me if some magical spell could make letters dance...

Please don't do that. Writing this is pretty important to me. You have the time to decide what you want to put in words. That doesn't mean I'm less nervous... But atleast you can't make fun of my blushy face.

What I actually want to write... I'm grateful that you stomped into my life with those big feet of yours. Even though my neck hurts when I try to look at your face, even though I sometimes have a hard time keeping up with you in the halls, even though you don't always notice how much you actually mean to me,... Maybe someday you might!

For my sweet gingerbread giant,

-Nico

P.S. I love you -

Shakey hands looked for an envelope beside her, carefully folding the letter, to then slide it in. It took her a while to actually seal the thing. Her blue eyes peering at the letter that were slightly readable through the pale paper. She felt scared. But why? It was but a letter. No! It wasn't just a letter. The words she wrote down were fragile, like glass, yet heavy like lead. The meaning attatched to it meant the world to her. She could only hope they reached him the way she had hoped them to. After what might've been 15 minutes, the dhampir could finally muster a smile on her face. Surely he'd appreciate the letter. Right? With certain determination, she put that letter on the pile next to her, ready to send it with an owl later.

Errand: 3/5

Mentions: @Jack Warren

Serena pondered who to write to. It was kind of hard to know who might actually want a letter. Then again, why would you not want a letter? Letters were great. It was a nice way of connecting with someone without actually having to go and find them. You could write to absolutely you want to, even if they were far away or someone you normally could not speak to. It was sweet. She could write to all of her closest friends but she also saw them all the time. It seemed a little odd to write to them when they met daily.

Though perhaps that was why she ought to write to them. As she reflected on the year, she thought about who to actually write to.

Dear Jack,

It has been a while, how are you doing? Hopefully no one else has been mistakenly taking you for a certain Gryffindor boy? I imagine it would result in a lot of fights and uncomfortable situations if that were to happen, after all.

I am still sorry that that was pretty much the introduction to your Hogwarts life. Hopefully it has gotten somewhat better since. I heard that you made prefect? Congratulations!

I know it might seem strange at times. You may wonder 'do I deserve this?' or 'should I be prefect?', especially whenever something bad happens right in front of your eyes and you feel powerless to do anything. Let me warn you now, it's not you - it's the school. It does that to everyone and I guess it really just takes a strong person to not let it affect them. I hope you find the strength you need to be free of these feelings.

If I can of any help, please do let me know.

Yours Sincerely,

Serena J. Towers
The Third Year that thought you were the Parasite.

Errand Progress: 3/5