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Charlotte Loftus
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Life's Full of Complications
« Thread Started on May 22, 2008, 5:05pm »

The late night’s silence was interrupted by the occasional rustle of leaves and ripples of water as a harsh wind blew across the grounds of Hogwarts. It was late. And most students were long abed. One girl however, sat cross legged on the bank of the black lake. Her blonde hair blew behind her at odd intervals, and the winds tried to lift it away. The lateness, cold, and wind of the night did not seem to affect this girl, who sat near motionless, reading a massive she held in her hand. After the third time of reading it, Charlotte looked up, her gaze lost in the distance.
”Oh Roxy” The girl sighed softly, seemingly unaware at the fact she had spoken aloud.

She glanced at the letter again, already knowing the words by heart, shaking her head, she finally folded the letter and placed it in her pocket. She closed her eyes, feeling the wind through her hair, and still saw the words she had read over and over.

Cher Charlotte,

La vie est franchement mate sans vous ici. Je me suis trouvé au milieu d'un groupe de filles riantes nerveusement ; honnêtement, il est presque trop à soutenir. Quoi qu'il en soit, je me suis finalement ouvert que la mère et le père de lettre m'ont écrit à ma naissance, ils dois avoir su qu'ils devaient bientôt mourir, parce que ils font prévoir ma vie, et être parquée sur le papier.
Je souhaite savoir plus de mes décès de parents, parce que le `qu'elles sont mort sur le holiday’ n'est pas assez pour moi. Sûrement si c'étaient un accident que j'aurais été dit, toutefois je n'ai pas. Par conséquent, parce que maintenant moi doit supposer qu'ils ont été assassinés. Je souhaite savoir, par qui mais surtout pourquoi. J'ose non demandé que votre père, car il saura assurément, je le souhaite pour rester inconscient à ma recherche. Au lieu de cela, je demande votre aide.
La bibliothèque célèbre chez Hogwarts peut tenir quelques indices, bien que ceci que je doute. Vous pourriez demander à votre père dans mon endroit, comme on ne nous permet plus de rester ensemble. Charlotte, je ne demanderais pas ceci de vous, mais je crains pendant ma propre vie. Je peux être stupide dans mes craintes, mais j'ose ne pas compter sur cela.
J'attends votre réponse.

Avec amour, Roxanna.

Finally, the young Slytherin pulled her black shoulder bag towards her. She pulled out a roll of Parchment and a quill and ink. She unstopped the ink, and dipped in her eagle feather quill, moving her hand over to the parchment, she wrote Cher Roxanna, The paused. She watched without seeing as a drop of ink collected and then fell to the parchment as she considered her next words. She found none. Letting out a sigh of frustration, she put all her belonging away. How on earth could she tell her closest friend, that she knew what the girl wanted to know, and had never shared the information? Though Charlotte had been forgiven to speak of such things with Roxy, it still did not excuse her.

Throwing her arms up in a dramatic display of defeat, Charlotte flopped down on the grass, turning her gaze to the stars as she did so. ”Père why have you placed this burden on me?” The sky held no answer, and Charlotte knew such a question would never be answered.

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