08-13-2016, 12:40 PM
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Originally Posted by Kimothy Vivian enjoyed her first year of wizarding education, she did. However, sometimes it got a little bit tiring and draining to keep dragging herself up all those flights of stairs... and to think her common room was below the Great Lake, too. But she did have some help and motivation to look forward to the summer, and the day had come.
The eleven-going-twelve year old made it a point to look her best today - a SKIRT, so very feminine - for apparently nothing much. She was really just going to see her 100% language friend, Andrei, today. They'd been communicating via letters throughout the school year, gotten to know each other better and as well as the languages they wanted to improve on. (Vivian could speak Romanian greetings now!) However, nothing could compare to seeing a familiar face after a long time. Truly, it made her a quite nervous to the tummy. What if she stepped on his foot again?
Normally, Vivian would have been rather late. What with her catching up on her missed hours of sleep, she never thought she'd actually wake up earlier than expected today for the meeting. Now, she was rather too early and found herself sitting on the park bench at the sound end of Diagon Alley, swaying her feet forward and back.
Was she supposed to feel this anxious in meeting a friend? Vivian nommed on a marshmallow as she waited. It would relieve this "feeling", whatever it was. If she did, in fact, step on his foot again he would honestly thinking nothing of it. Simply chuckle if off and tuck it away as another one of those quirks that made Vivian...well...Vivian.
With a picture book tucked under his arm and flute, as always, kept in his bag, Andrei quickly made his way through the busy streets of Diagon Alley in search of a particular blonde. What he was most looking forward to was that effervescent smile of hers. Along with hearing how the Romanian accent had taken to her tongue since they had last spoken.
She was nearly impossible to miss given that he was spotting a familiar face in a sea of unfamiliar ones, and he waved his free hand at her from a distance. "Vivian!" he grinned, making his way over to...uh...hug? He wasn't so sure that looming over her and wrapping his arms around her like that was such a good idea...so...he reached out a hand and gently tugged to encourage her to her feet so he could actually give her a proper hug.
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