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Post by Morgana Knightley on Oct 19, 2007 17:52:41 GMT
Actually located right outside of Hogsmeade and the neighbouring village, this very lavish yet not too grand manor is the place Morgana now calls home. The Knightley's resided here years ago, before moving into their expansive mansion in Scotland, where Morgana grew up. She moved in not long after graduating Hogwarts and lives on her own, though she's not often alone.  |
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Post by Morgana Knightley on Oct 22, 2007 20:47:38 GMT
*apparates in her bedroom and undresses*
*goes for a hot bath, taking her time and relaxing with a glass of wine*
*thinks about her meeting with Bletchley today and hopes he'll show tomorrow*
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Post by Silvery Bletchley on Jan 12, 2008 14:32:59 GMT
*an elegant owl swoops in with a sealed letter and drops it on the desk*
*he hoots loudly to alert the recipient that he's there then perches on the window sill and preens as waits for a reply*
Morgana,
How did everything go? Did he believe you? Is he okay? I must admit I'm a bit worried and feel quite guilty about what I had to do, but I really saw no other choice. Please send me a reply with our owl, I really want to know what's going on and how he's holding up.
Sincerely,
Silvery
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Post by Morgana Knightley on Jan 12, 2008 14:41:01 GMT
*hears the hoot of an owl from the other room and goes in to check it out*
*finds the letter on the desk and opens it*
*looks less than pleased after reading it*
*grabs parchment and quill and replies*
*seals it and sends it off with the owl*
*shuts the window angrily and leaves the room*
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Post by Adrian Pucey on Jan 30, 2008 20:01:21 GMT
Hello Morgana,
I bet you are quite surprised to hear from me. Yeah, I know you are. And probably secretly pleased too. Anyway, I'm in town for a while and was wondering if you would like to meet with me for dinner or a drink. Oh, that reminds me. I was catching up with some friends from school and found out that you are now working as a barmaid somewhere. Is it true? Say it isn't so Morg. I know you are more than that. So much more. Alright, I won't give you a hard time about it. I'm sure you have your reasons, though I can't think of any for the life of me.
Listen, send me an owl with a time and place for us to meet. Or just tell me which pub you're working at and I'll stop by for a visit. I can't wait to see what my little lady looks like these days. Are you still just as hot and sexy?
See you soon,
Adrian P.
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Post by Morgana Knightley on Jan 30, 2008 20:29:40 GMT
*stops by her place to check her post and get some extra clothes to take to Miles'*
*sees the letter and freezes with panic when realises who it's from*
*reads it and rolls her eyes*
Pfft! As if!
*gets some fresh parchment and a quill and replies*
Adrian,
Yes, I am shocked to hear from you. No, I'm not pleased. Yes, I do work as a barmaid and my reasons are my business not yours. I also don't appreciate you referring to me as your "little lady"! It has been years since you've been around and I have definitely moved on.
I don't see a reason for us to meet. You go your own way Adrian, as you always have done. I'm fine and in no need to bring back old memories.
Morgana
*sends the owl off and goes on upstairs for her clothes*
*disapparates to Miles' manor when done*
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Post by Adrian Pucey on Mar 17, 2008 17:24:54 GMT
Morgana,
Are you still not checking the post? This must be the tenth letter I write to you. Why are you avoiding me? I just want to talk to you, catch up with what's been going on, have a look into what that beautiful mind of yours is up to these days. I can't deny that seeing you made my heart skip a few beats. You have grown into an amazingly gorgeous woman, and still full of that attitude that always gave you that fire. I like that. But I'm not here to try and rekindle old flames if that's what you're worried about. I'm sure you probably have a boyfriend anyway. I mean, how could a girl like you not? My true concern is why you are so repelled by me. I thought we were still friends, are we not? Why the sudden change of heart?
But no, it's not really sudden is it? It's been quite a few years now that you don't respond to my letters as you used to. I fear you may be hiding something from me, but what? What's going on Morg? I really think we should talk. Let me take you out to a fancy dinner and discuss whatever it is that is troubling you over some fine wine. I know what you like. I'll make sure you enjoy it. If nothing else then at least you will have done me the favour and I will leave you in peace. But I think I deserve to know why. Please agree to see me.
Yours,
Adrian
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Post by Morgana Knightley on Apr 9, 2008 21:33:27 GMT
*apparates home from the Hog's Head and decides to check her post*
*finds loads of letters as it's been a few weeks since she's been here*
*sighs and grabs the lot, taking them upstairs to read them after her bath*
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*after a long relaxing bath she sits on her bed and starts going through all the letters, crumpling up all of Adrian's and throwing them in the fire*
Ugh! I guess I probably should just go ahead and meet with him. I'll just have to act all nice and friendly.
*shudders at the thought*
Perhaps he'll leave me alone afterwards. I'll see what Miles thinks first though.
*accios parchment and quill and writes two letters, one to Miles and one to her mother*
*sends them off with her owl and puts out the candles*
*gets cozy in her bed and goes to sleep*
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