Post by Dante Vroom on Aug 21, 2008 23:49:20 GMT -5
Mr and Mrs Del,
I fear I never really write enough. So much happens each year that I can barely find the time to keep in contact, and keep everyone informed. For that, I apologize. I am sure I told you before of my new girlfriend, Tallulah. Though I think calling her new is not completely true anymore. Well, surprisingly things are still going well! I must be doing something right, or have not done enough wrong yet, who can say for sure.
There is still more news though about the future, as I had been telling you before, I was making plans. Well those plans are coming together nicely. I was accepted to do an internship at Gringotts over the summer as a curse breaker. I am told that even though I will be stationed close to the school most of the internship will be spent doing field work. I was told that I will be involved in four excavations in South America before my summer is over. Though I have not been given any more information than that. I shall let you know as soon as I hear more. Mother is not very thrilled about it all. Says that it can be a dangerous career, and talks of her father... I trust you understand more than she does about it.
I have taken up Quidditch this year as well. I am now a beater for the Ravenclaw team. I have yet to play a game, and do not have much skill, but I think I will be helpful. Or I hope I can be helpful at least. I think that is another thing mother worries about. Injuries, or perhaps just her son doing poorly at the sport. Don't tell mom, but I broke my nose again. This time I didn't even have to get punched. Just had to show up and practice. The pain isn't that bad though, so I can not complain to much.
Enclosed you will find a small check. I realize it is not much, it's all I can spare right now with travel expenses coming up. It is of course for new flowers for Isac. The old ones must be a sad sight by now. Tell him I miss him, just as I miss you both, and Italy.
I fear I never really write enough. So much happens each year that I can barely find the time to keep in contact, and keep everyone informed. For that, I apologize. I am sure I told you before of my new girlfriend, Tallulah. Though I think calling her new is not completely true anymore. Well, surprisingly things are still going well! I must be doing something right, or have not done enough wrong yet, who can say for sure.
There is still more news though about the future, as I had been telling you before, I was making plans. Well those plans are coming together nicely. I was accepted to do an internship at Gringotts over the summer as a curse breaker. I am told that even though I will be stationed close to the school most of the internship will be spent doing field work. I was told that I will be involved in four excavations in South America before my summer is over. Though I have not been given any more information than that. I shall let you know as soon as I hear more. Mother is not very thrilled about it all. Says that it can be a dangerous career, and talks of her father... I trust you understand more than she does about it.
I have taken up Quidditch this year as well. I am now a beater for the Ravenclaw team. I have yet to play a game, and do not have much skill, but I think I will be helpful. Or I hope I can be helpful at least. I think that is another thing mother worries about. Injuries, or perhaps just her son doing poorly at the sport. Don't tell mom, but I broke my nose again. This time I didn't even have to get punched. Just had to show up and practice. The pain isn't that bad though, so I can not complain to much.
Enclosed you will find a small check. I realize it is not much, it's all I can spare right now with travel expenses coming up. It is of course for new flowers for Isac. The old ones must be a sad sight by now. Tell him I miss him, just as I miss you both, and Italy.
Love,
Dante
Dante
He put the finishing touches on the envelope and stuffed the parchment and check in it. Before he knew it the owl was on its way to Italy. His pockets were cleaned out from the money he had sent, he had nothing to buy even the smallest treat. But it did not bother the boy at this point, he was overcome with grief, and his heart sank. So he stood in the Owlry, not wanting to move just yet. Seven years had passed, but the pain still lingered.
“I still do miss you Isac” he clenched the quartz hanging around his neck, “wish you were here.” His hand, which had a new tattoo on it from this morning went from the stone to his forehead, shielding his black eyes caused by his broken nose. As his hand moved a lone drop of water went from his cheek to chin before it fell to the ground.
((Closed))