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[Beowulf Malloren]

Dearest Emaline,

I understand exactly where you're coming from Emay. I hate Divination with a passion and the teacher is nothing more then an old loon. Don't get me wrong, professors aren't usually so repugnant, but she has a horrid habit of putting my to sleep. I am afraid that she might do the same to you. If that is the case, perhaps these letters and the images of them can help persuade you through classes, until the next letter arrives to by elf.


Sincerely,
Your secret treasurer

[Emaline Acker]

Dear Unknown,

No... Unfortunately I find myself laughing hysterically during her classes to fall asleep, although when I'm not I assure you that I am thinking of these letters.

She told someone in my class the other today that they would die before the next millennium and they burst out crying. I mean really... Come on, people! If you're not dead by the start of the next millennium, you'll be wishing you were! Some stupid hear the words 'you'll die...' and just flip out.

It's actually rather entertaining. Especially since it happens about once every two lessons. You'd think that people would learn by now but no...

Anyway... Don't you think the weather outside is lovely? I just love when snow covers the grounds in a crisp white blanket.

Fondly,
Emay

[Beowulf Malloren]

Emay,

I am sorry that you cannot find the class to be worthy, but at least it has some entertainment value in it. I beg that my class was more in that fashion, but instead I find myself dozing off into the cup of tea I'm supposed to be reading my future from. Honestly, how can some old leaves from something I drank depict whether or not I will be sick tomorrow.

Perhaps if they told me whether or not I would wake up in time to go to classes, that might have some worth in it. But, alas, all I do is stare at soggy old leaves all day, dreaming of you.

And she doesn't believe in predicting in our class. Every now and then she'll bug out and tell one of us that we'll marry an ogre or a toad or something and we'll all burst out laughing at that person. She once told me that I would disappoint my family. Sadly, I knew that fortune already, since it has happened.

Nonetheless, yes, I do believe the weather is lovely. It is reminiscent of home, when the snow made fresh mounds on the ground and the blankets of snowflakes that fell from the sky would fall in patterns as obtuse and abstract and different as the snowflakes that it fell.

Much more fondly,
Your true treasurer

[Emaline Acker]

Dear Unknown,

The image that I've conjured up of your home seems amazing... Surrey's pretty boring. Rain most of the time. And not even lovely thunderstorms. Nope... It's just gloomy never ending rain. Much like it is here during the spring. But right now... Well, I'm reveling in the wonder that is snowfall.

So... You going home for Christmas break?

Sincerely,
Emaline

[Beowulf Malloren]

Dearest Emay,

Yes, you envision correctly. I lived in a nice quaint little house that was more like a cottage than anything and the snow that blanketed the ground made it seem like something right out of a Christmas card of something. I do miss home, but there are things in this school that make the homesick worth it. Namely, one. You.

And I'm not sure. I might, but probably not because I do not wish to encounter my father over the nice break.

Yours truly and forever,
Your secret treasurer

[Emaline Acker]

Dear Unknown,

I feel rather honored, but do tell what the others are. I'm eager to learn the insights of your mind if I cannot learn the contours of your face and body.

I'm sorry about your relationship with your father. Is there no way to mend it? Everything that is broken must have some way to be fixed. A broken clock can be fixed with a few wheels and dials and a broken quill can be sharpened with a knife or put back together with Spell-O-Tape. A broken heart eventually heals with a new relationship. So can't a broken father-son relationship heal with time?

I'm sorry to sound like some sort of muggle psychiatrist, I just can't understand problems in a relationship. I love my father dearly, even though he has many faults. Perhaps it's because he's the only parent I have to lean on that I subconsciously know that if our relationship falls apart that it's but even so, I value that relationship over many others, even those of my friends. He gave me my blood; because of him, I am who I am.

Wow... I really need to stop lecturing. I'm sorry.

Apologetically,
Emaline A.

[Beowulf Malloren]

My beautiful Emaline,

Well, I dream of you often, that is the single most important thing that allows and guides me through the dismal dreary state of school. The others would be the few true friends I have. And perhaps another. They is, after you, the most important person to me. But sadly, my sibling sees only anger when confronted with me. So, in truth, I am wishing to spend the break reconciling with them. And believe me, I wish for you to know me, but can assure you, there is not very much that you don't already know.

And no. My father and I have never seen eye to eye. After the horrid way he treated my mother I feel nothing but contempt and hatred for his ways. He named me only because he had to. In his mind, I am merely a tool to fuel his immortality. He wants me to carry on his name, when I want nothing more than to make one for myself.

And I thrilled to hear that you have such a great relationship with your father. It's nice for me to know that there's someone at home looking out for you, when I cannot be there to act as such. Truthfully, my father is really just faulted because he lost his real love, and for that, I cannot really hate him. Just be annoyed that he cannot see the complete and utter devotion that my mother has to the very mention of his name.

But I have too long dominated the conversation. Tell me, what is my beloved doing at this moment (aside from talking to a boring old scholar).

Sincerely,
Your devoted

[Emaline Acker]

((EEE!!! Quote from my favorite movie!!!!))

Dear Unknown,

I truly am sorry to hear that there is no way, in your eyes, to reconcile the relationship. From your words, it seems that he has just lost a lot and cannot move on. It happens often and I have yet to decide whether or not that is a bad thing. My father moved on from my mother's death to rapidly for my liking and seems only half alive. I don't mean to sound ungrateful, but perhaps losing the will to live and actually leaving this world would have been better than staying in it and living it without the will.

And while I do appreciate the fact that you would like to protect me, you need not. I can handle myself. I have handled my friends, my family's, and my own problems perfectly well up until this point. I am my own person and while I hope I don't put you off from these intriguing letters because of this, I need to be independent. Comfort is nice from another human being, but honestly, everyone is truly selfish and most people have to handle their problems on their own. Many people can't accept this and thus become depressed. I accepted this the moment my mother breathed her last breath and because I accepted this, I need nobody. People who say they need someone are merely being melodramatic. You need food, water, and oxygen to live. That's it. Comfort and love is only something we, as humans, innately desire.

God. If you dominated the conversation too long, I think we're most definitely past breaking even here. As for what I'm doing? Responding to you. As to what I'm not doing, my Care of Magical Creatures paper. Who really cares what the different types of dragons there are? If you see a dragon, run!

Love,
Emay[

[Beowulf Malloren]

Dearest Emaline,

Do not feel the need to apologize. Some people deal with rejection well and others don't. Because his sentiments towards me are completely based on the fact that I didn't come from his real love. As he says, I am nothing more than an abomination. Sadly, I can think of several people, in this school alone, who would gladly agree with him. Sometimes, I believe they should hold rallies and start clubs. And I am sorry that you feel your father moved on too rapidly for your lking. I can understand how you would feel dislike for his actions. But consider this, you love your father and he loved your mother. At least you know for sure that it was love, and not for your sake. I am completely certain that had my mother not conceived me, my father would have abandoned us all long long ago. But alas, perhaps I know nothing of the real world.

Do not worry. I am far too enamoured by you to put off by your response. I can understand exactly. You have spent years relying on yourself. That's sad, for as a child, you should at least be able to know that if something goes wrong, there's someone willing to help you handle the blame. I grew in a similar manner. I spent my childhood looking after my family, my mother especially. She is such a fragile creature, unable to handle the non-reciprocated love of her relations with my father. But, to this I must ask you. Though you have spent years looking after yourself, perhaps there will a day when you can rely on yourself, but know that there is someone waiting in the wings to pick up the pieces. Living like this cannot be healthy, and though I understand that you do not wish my worry for you, it is my nature, and it is my purpose. To be your wingman and to stay in the backgrounds and shadows, if that is the only place you will have me.

Aww. Perhaps we are even in this domination of dialogues. And I concur. But, you should do your homework. Or else I shall immensley guilty about providing a liable distraction for it. Though I certainly enjoy these tantilizing conversations. And I agree. If a dragon is seen, run, do not sit there trying to determine what kind of dragon it is. If you see a dragon, obviously you're no longer in Kansas.

With utmost love,
Your possible wingman

(((Sorry about the long wait. But, finals are finally over!!!)))

[Emaline Acker]

Dear Unknown,

That is horrible. I for one do not believe you to be an abomination. At least, I don't perceive you to be one and one can learn a lot about someone via a correspondence. And I am truly sorry to hear about your father and his view on things. That must be horrible, being told that you shouldn't exist. Your father, forgive me for saying this, sounds extremly childish. Life happens; get over it. If he didn't want to marry your mother in the first place, he could have found some way to escape. Even arranged marriages can be severed. But I probably have no idea what I'm talking about. If this sounds like total shit to you, feel free to ignore it.

I wish you wouldn't say such things. I've been independent of everyone for so long that I don't think it's even natural for me to rely on other's anymore. My friends find it irritating. They say I never tell them when I'm having problems and they're right. But I can handle everything all by myself. I'm not some child. Childhood was a fleeting moment in my life. I went from infancy to teenager-hood, I believe. Sometimes it irritates me a bit, but in all honesty, I feel awkward when I have to ask other's for help and advice. I believe that it would take me some time to adjust to having someone there all of the time. But as to you staying in the shadows, how am I to know that the shadows are the only place where I will have you if I do not know who you are?

I already did the assignment while I was waiting for your response. It was as simple as pie; I just like to procrastinate sometimes and doze off, daydreaming about things other than my actual work. But I get it all done. Eventually.

Ema