Heya! It's been a while 💙
May I request a 💌 prompt for my Diana and Felix Rosier? It happens after they both graduated from Hogwarts. Thank you in advance, dear. ^^
💌 – writing or receiving letters
His letters always came at the same time every morning. Right before the clock hands reach ten and two, Fyora flies in from Diana’s kitchen window with a pretty envelope in her mouth.
Diana runs her fingers affectionately over the brown owl’s feathers twice before removing the letter from her beak.
The letters themselves are just as easily recognizable as well. A light, sage green with a rich emerald green seal on the back. Always marked with the elegant letter ‘R’. Despite Felix’s own feelings towards his family and their...habits, he will forever be associated with his last name. He stopped trying to get rid of it a long time ago and instead uses it to his advantage, to do as much good with it as he can.
His musings are always neat and straightforward. He updates her on his dragons and sometimes he talks about that Weasley boy he works with as they’ve seemed to have formed a sort of workplace friendship. Other times he tells her of things that make him think of her. She likes to hear about all details of his life, but admittedly those are her favorites.
But this time, no letters came.
One of her favorite things about the wizarding post system is that it still runs on Sundays. She usually receives her letter on Wednesday and Sunday. But on this lazy Sunday morning, the sun already shining a gorgeous gold, the grass green and all her windows open, no letter comes. No Fyora. No green envelope. No nothing.
She’s not exactly sure how Felix manages to make it arrive at the same time every day, but she sits at her counter and waits. Perhaps things are running slow. Maybe he got a late start. Maybe Fyora is tired.
An hour passes without any sign of Fyora. Diana sits still. She waits some more.
Two hours pass the same way. In the same spot.
So she busies herself. She spends another hour cleaning her modest sized house from top to bottom, then a half hour to eat a snack. She looks at the clock. Then back out the window.
She’s already concerned and her mind is about to start racing to fill in scenarios of what could have possibly caused this delay before—
Diana frowns. She had not been expecting any company today. With hasty steps she tiptoes over to her door and pulls it open.
“Sorry I’m late.” Comes an all too familiar voice, accompanied by an all too familiar smile. Her favorite smile.
Diana hesitates in shock for only a moment before launching herself at Felix in a hug. Questions fall from her lips one after another, barely saving time in between to breathe.
Felix chuckles at her enthusiasm as they step inside, shutting the door behind him. “I got a promotion,” he explains causing Diana the smile and throw her arms around him in another quick hug with an excited congratulations. “Thank you. As for what I’m doing here, I figured there would be no one better to celebrate my week off with than the person who inspires me to keep going every day.”
Diana laughs at the cheesy line, but she still blushes anyway. He always delivers them with such a unique kind of matter-of-factness that it still manages to sound romantic. She has still yet to figure out how.
“Where’s Fyora?” Diana giggles at Felix over dramatic eye-roll prompted by her question.
“I knew you always liked that bird more than me.”
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