paradisa | Ϟ two.

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albus dumbledore

Ϟ two.

[ written ]

[ ms. hermione granger ]

Hello. I wonder if I could trouble you to take a walk with me.

[ mr. draco malfoy ]

Hello, Draco. It's been a while, hasn't it? Would you care to join me for a cup of tea?

[ dictated ]

[ friends and acquaintances ]

I hope you all will forgive me for the deliberately small splash I created with my arrival. To be honest, I had a lot of things to remember, and many events to reconcile in my mind, between my home, Paris, and Paradisa.

Goodness, I actually will not be surprised if most of you have forgotten me. It has been a long time, after all.

[ later this afternoon:

it's cold out, but dumbledore has decided that after the past few days, he wants to spend some time outside. he has therefore cleared himself a spot under a tree, spread a blanket and cast some heating charms, and is quietly reading. he obviously needs to be bothered. ]

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Can't say I have. Least I don't think so.

Perhaps you shall in the future. Aside from the castle's misguided attempts at matchmaking and interior decor, I had little to complain of.

I'm glad to hear that. I suppose mine wasn't so bad either.

It is nice, sometimes, to look on the bright side.

I think we can both agree that the castle needs a better hobby than matchmaking, though.

Sometimes it helps, if you don't get too carried away.

[a chuckle] If it keeps it up, it'll feel like a busybody grandma.

Indeed. I try to keep a healthy balance between optimism and realism.

The anthropomorphised version of the castle that I'd had in my mind just took a sudden and sharp turn towards 'white-haired and wrinkled'.