Elliot had two letters in hand. One for Dani at Beauxbatons...and one for her father. Wherever the heck he was at the moment. America? Russia? Switzerland? Who knew. But she needed to send one to him about...stuff.

And hopefully Presley had gotten her letter to meet her here. Because they needed to talk...

She sighed, looking out the window, currently forgetting about the two letters in her hand that she NEEDED to send...too many things on her mind. Oh, and she had Presley's letter tucked in her pocket, as well, which she would most definitely be addressing with Miss Black.