F. Hjort, London.

[Corey Faulkland]

Felicity,

I don’t rightly know where to begin with this except that I’m really sorry I didn’t get this off long ago. To be honest I didn’t really know where to begin, and still don’t a whole year later. Heh, I guess right now life for me gets summed up into three words: Stuck. In. London. But knowing you, you’ll want the longer version so here goes. Graduated from Hogwarts, hopped around London for a bit, got a job at Quality Quidditch Supplies – doesn’t pay much but if I’m lucky McIntyre will see about getting me a raise or promotion or…something sometime soon. But that’s really only if I’m incredibly lucky, cause I don’t think he’s all too keen on paying me more to do the same amount of shite. Can’t really blame him myself, but that doesn’t mean I can’t hope now does it?

So, last on my list of post-Hogwarts successes was settling down somewhere, funny story behind that, really. Responding to flatmate wanted ads is about the lowest feeling on the planet cause half the time they don’t owl you back. Half the ones that do are gits looking to not have to pay rent and those good ones that’re left, you just gotta get lucky with. I got lucky, to say the least. I suppose by now you’ve bit at your nails enough, I ended up bunking up in Wendelring with Rael Forstner – even though you might not remember her at all and I might’ve made you all giddy for no reason…sorry if I did.

Sorry…heh, now there’s a word we ended up using far too much between us for our own good, eh? Suppose I’ve still gotta say it at least once more too but that can wait a few more words. We had some good memories you and me, bad ones too, even managed to make some good out of bad ones… And I learned that with you usually came the unexpected, if I remember right I learned that lesson when we met… Heh…rambling…don’t mind it any, I just don’t really want to get to this part…

I left Hogwarts with a damn big skeleton locked away, one I couldn’t let out because…well like I said when I tried to tell you, it crosses a line that likely is still right where I left it, maybe even a wee bit closer. I guess it’s best just to throw it out there, caution to the wind and all that. I’d come to like you over the term, alot, more than I should have given the circumstances… As much as I wanted to get up the gall to tell you sooner, I couldn’t do it and then well, the rest is what’s happened since and what we both know. So, there it is, out in the open…and I don’t think I can say much more now anyway…so I guess I’ll just wrap this up.

Hope all’s well with you and your family and all that…and Drew.

Much love and always friendship,

C.A.F.

PS: Should you decide to not write back after receiving this, that’s fine. I considered that possibility already, and again, I'm sorry.

[Felicity Hjort]

Dearest Corey,

It's fantastic to hear from you, I've been waiting such a long time, I was beginning to wonder if you'd fallen off the face of the earth. And though that may be impossible, could it really be that impossible? People disappear all the time, who is to say they don't do just that? Fall of the face of the earth and into some other world or dimension? Though, I will admit, if you were to disappear in such a fashion, I'd be at a loss of what to do. Your mind wouldn't be around for me to pick at anymore, you wouldn't be around for me to speak with and find comfort in anymore.

You're working in Diagon? That makes me happy, because maybe I'll be able to find time to come visit you this summer. And even if I'm unable to meet you there, I do want to see you again, visit with you so I can see you to be sure you're doing well with my very own eyes. I'm afraid I do not know who your flatmate is, though I'm glad you found someone it sounds as though you're happy to be living with.

The school term went as well as can be expected, I supposed. I made Prefect of our House, though I'm unsure of why. There were many other choices, all better than me, but for some reason, I was chosen. I almost wonder if its punishment for everything, how could I be chosen over so many others? I'm nothing like your or Keagan were like, and Tristan and I aren't much alike either. It doesn't make sense, and it torments me to know that I was chosen when I wasn't the best choice.

Classes were normal, and the rest of the term went well enough. I just wish there was a way to make more of it all, I wish you had been there to share the year with. I wish you were going to be there this year as well. I know I only spent one year at Hogwarts with you, but it was an amazing year. As you said, a lot of good memories, and even the bad ones make me smile to know they were with you.

What you write, there's more meaning than should be, isn't there? Skeletons may be easy to hide, but one can only hide them for so long before someone learns of them. That night, when we were both in the forest, there was more to our conversation then that should have been as well. And so many following, though many of those occurred when Drew and I took our break from one another.

I wish you wouldn't apologize, not for this. Are you really sorry for how you feel? Because I won't apologize.

Things are well enough, thank you for the well wishes. I hope all is well in your life, because you deserve it.

Much more love and returning friendship,

Felicity E. Hjort

P.S. Corey, I miss you.