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The twenty-second day of the fifth month in the year of their lord 946;
I woke up this morning to find a badger poking his nose into my pillow as if hoping to hide from something. But as I backed away slowly it lifted its head and I saw the sparkle of intelligence. It was only then that I saw the unusual markings around the little animal's forehead it was like it had a band of weave across its black and white brow! Noting the strangeness I simply could not be scared anymore, the fear had been driven out of my mind by curiosity, as it frequently was with me.
I reached it out and made to pick it up but it snuffled further under my blankets. Suddenly it started to enlarge alarmingly, under the sheets. I pulled off the covers and was only slightly astounded to see a woman dressed in a simple grey brocaded dress with a piece of silver weave across her forehead holding her short blond hair in place.
The woman was an animagus. After a sufficient amount of laughing and distinctly odd sounds my door opened to reveal the shocked face of Godric, no doubtedly wondering why I was making so much noise. I hastened to cover myself as I rarely wear much going to bed, after a long hard day's work I am often hot and have a swim in the lake before falling onto my bed, naked to dry, often I fall asleep in the process. After a good telling off for waking him up and falling asleep AGAIN while wet, (apparently it is bad for my health) he called the woman down for breakfast.
I was indignant and after tying the sheet around me I rushed after them to demand why there was a woman in my bed and why she was being invited to breakfast which I had prepared it the night before anyway. I also added that I had only prepared food for four and that it was none of his business if I died from the muggle coughing disease and he was only worried about it because if I died he would have to complete his tower all by himself and not, as I had promised, with me to help him.
The response to this was a rising of one of those annoying eyebrows and an infuriating smile to the other witch. I turned on my heel and went back to my tent to change because the blanket was quite coarse on my skin.
And that is where I am now, fully dressed in robes not quite suited to working because we have a visitor now and today was going to be another wasted day. Sometimes Godric can be so ignorant and unfair. I think I will have to talk to Salazar about him, he is getting unrealistic. I hate it when he is like this, especially when there is a woman involved in fact the only tome he is like this is because there is a woman around. Another woman I mean. I'm confused I'll write more when I have this fruitless day over with.
All my love,
Rowena.
The twenty-second day of the fifth month in the year of their lord 946;
I woke up this morning to find a badger poking his nose into my pillow as if hoping to hide from something. But as I backed away slowly it lifted its head and I saw the sparkle of intelligence. It was only then that I saw the unusual markings around the little animal's forehead it was like it had a band of weave across its black and white brow! Noting the strangeness I simply could not be scared anymore, the fear had been driven out of my mind by curiosity, as it frequently was with me.
I reached it out and made to pick it up but it snuffled further under my blankets. Suddenly it started to enlarge alarmingly, under the sheets. I pulled off the covers and was only slightly astounded to see a woman dressed in a simple grey brocaded dress with a piece of silver weave across her forehead holding her short blond hair in place.
The woman was an animagus. After a sufficient amount of laughing and distinctly odd sounds my door opened to reveal the shocked face of Godric, no doubtedly wondering why I was making so much noise. I hastened to cover myself as I rarely wear much going to bed, after a long hard day's work I am often hot and have a swim in the lake before falling onto my bed, naked to dry, often I fall asleep in the process. After a good telling off for waking him up and falling asleep AGAIN while wet, (apparently it is bad for my health) he called the woman down for breakfast.
I was indignant and after tying the sheet around me I rushed after them to demand why there was a woman in my bed and why she was being invited to breakfast which I had prepared it the night before anyway. I also added that I had only prepared food for four and that it was none of his business if I died from the muggle coughing disease and he was only worried about it because if I died he would have to complete his tower all by himself and not, as I had promised, with me to help him.
The response to this was a rising of one of those annoying eyebrows and an infuriating smile to the other witch. I turned on my heel and went back to my tent to change because the blanket was quite coarse on my skin.
And that is where I am now, fully dressed in robes not quite suited to working because we have a visitor now and today was going to be another wasted day. Sometimes Godric can be so ignorant and unfair. I think I will have to talk to Salazar about him, he is getting unrealistic. I hate it when he is like this, especially when there is a woman involved in fact the only tome he is like this is because there is a woman around. Another woman I mean. I'm confused I'll write more when I have this fruitless day over with.
All my love,
Rowena.