Day 6 - Homesick
Day 6 of @cursebreakerfarrier‘s Back to School challenge. Asher Gregson also belongs to her!
Dear Asher,
Nick is much better at writing this sort of stuff than I am. But, I’m giving it a go now. When dad set us up to help with my Charms work, I didn’t think much of it. I knew I needed the help and you were a great teacher. Thanks to you, I just about squeezed an A in my O.W.Ls. I remember when I first got the result, we were sitting in the common room, I was so happy I squealed and threw myself at you.
That’s embarrassing to think about when I remember I accidentally pinned you.
But, really… I wanted to kiss you. I felt this weird feeling in my chest, like my heart was starting to pump a mile a minute. I didn’t do it, because I didn’t know if you’d like it but I haven’t been able to get you out of my head all summer.
I missed hanging out away from study time, when you watched me play quidditch and cheered for me even though it was only scoring a goal in practice. I missed that cute little laugh that you do whenever I told you one of my silly jokes or about my latest pranks. I missed listening to you go on and on about what you want out of life with such an infectious passion, and how you listened to me no matter how trivial it might have been. I missed… you.
I know with your N.E.W.T.s, your A Levels and everything that you’ve got a lot on your plate but Asher Gregson, will you go out with me?
Yours, Robin.
Robin let out a breath she didn’t know she’d been holding, a weight still hanging heavy on her shoulders as she thought through the options she had. Either give it to him now… or never. She could give it to him now at worst potentially face rejection, at best any relationship they did develop might jeopardise his chances at getting into a muggle university. If she didn’t give it to him, she might never get another chance.
Still, steeling her resolve, she carefully folded the letter she had worked so hard to construct. She couldn’t bring herself to destroy it either, not after the effort that had gone into it. But neither could she give it to Asher, he had his dreams to follow and she had hers, no matter how much it would hurt to see him drift away.
It was with a heavy heart that she left it on the desk in her room, she’d find a place for it eventually but for now it would occupy that space. Whether keeping it would be to her benefit or detriment, she would just have to see.
