Veev's POV
Dear Myiah,
Last Saturday… (a week and a day ago)… (Oh my goodness! We've been going out for over a year!XD) Anyways… this will be less 'story' and more 'narrative' in an effort to keep it under ten pages... I can get carried away… :]
Right. Last Saturday. It was rather chilly, so I grabbed my totally mainstream black cloak. I couldn't convince my mother that the deep purple one was a better buy. I went to wait for Phineas in the courtyard. He is worse than a girl when it comes to making entrances. Suddenly, a shaggy black dog bounded out of the front door, and – I kid you not—somersaulted down the front steps. He landed with a whimper and transformed back into a human. I helped him up, laughing, and helped him brush the dirt off of his arse.
The wind wasn't too harsh, and it was sunny, if cold. A marvelous day to go to Hogsmeade. Once we got into town, we stopped first by Weasley Wizarding Wheezes and bought toffee that makes your nose grow. (You'd better watch your step…) Then we met you and Ian at Three Broomsticks. While waiting for you, we had a butterbeer chug with Stanton Darby. Phineas won (what's new?). That's why I looked green when you suggested a round of butterbeer for all of us. I love Stanton, but I'm glad he left after that. You were with us in Honeydukes, and after you and Ian left, we swung by Hogshead to visit KEVANES 3. Phineas got MORE butterbeer, and then we walked (almost) directly home. Okay… a little less than almost. It actually wasn't very direct at all. ;)
So, are you and Ian official, then?
Yours truly,
Veev