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Post by L e s s e [S] i t r a n a a on Jan 7, 2007 0:09:42 GMT -5
Oh dear, the pressures of having to write to family eh? I suppose I should be thankful for my predicament then for it seems like quite a relief. Amelia doesn’t expect me to write to her family, after all, it is hers. Ah, but I must keep myself informed on daily activities, shouldn’t I? It’ll be a wonderful thing to look back to in my elder years. Well things are quite simple, and BeauxBatons is currently at Hogwarts. Of course we are here only for the Triwizard Tournament, and I myself have entered in it; along with my current best friend, Eleanor Dior.
Though I hope for her to win, I do the same for myself and Amelia, but it is to be thankful that no two from the same school can win, so friends will not go against each other. I am nervous, it would be a lie to say not, I have entered in yesterday, and today talking about it with Eleanor. It is around 11:00 already, so in an hour I would be saying yesterday. Thankfully (or not) my day has not been so eventful that it would take me that long to finish writing its events.
Perhaps I am already done, but I do resent being in Hogwarts. It is a dreadful place, where people have no manners and stare at us BeauxBatons as though we are either freaks or Aliens. I wish broadly with my heart that the tournament was taking place at my school instead of here.
Well I must go, for time had flown by in the short paragraph I had just written, for it is already 11:15. Good night. [/color][/size]
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