I've read this over and over again today, which is why it's taken me ages to write back. It really does mean a lot to hear that you still think of me as a friend, because I miss you too. Lots. I know, I know, girly sentiment, blah blah blah. But I'm a girl, so I'm allowed.
And I really do mean it.
Trying is a great start. And I'll try to understand where you're coming from better too. Because friendship, real friendship, it takes work, and I'll be the first to admit that I haven't been making enough of an effort with you either. And you're so right. We've known each other since we were babies, and even though we've had our share of disagreements and haven't been as close as we used to be, I've always thought of you as my very first friend, and I haven't stopped caring about you. I know Harry comes first, and I'm okay with that. But if what you're saying is that you're willing to make a bit more of an effort, well, so am I. Because I think it's worth it.
Do you know how utterly nift it was to go out in the Forbidden Forest and fight those spiders? Honestly, I mean, I know we were in danger of getting eaten, but it was still brilliant. And it was mostly brilliant because I got to go through it with you. And it reminded me of when we would pretend to fight the topiaries in your gardens, only it was real, and it was almost like it used to be for a little. And I'd like that again, only this time, without the giant spiders. If you could manage that.
I've still got some revising to do tonight, but would you be up for something tomorrow? I haven't heard you play your guitar yet, and I'd love to.
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Date: 2010-09-26 12:54 am (UTC)I've read this over and over again today, which is why it's taken me ages to write back. It really does mean a lot to hear that you still think of me as a friend, because I miss you too. Lots. I know, I know, girly sentiment, blah blah blah. But I'm a girl, so I'm allowed.
And I really do mean it.
Trying is a great start. And I'll try to understand where you're coming from better too. Because friendship, real friendship, it takes work, and I'll be the first to admit that I haven't been making enough of an effort with you either. And you're so right. We've known each other since we were babies, and even though we've had our share of disagreements and haven't been as close as we used to be, I've always thought of you as my very first friend, and I haven't stopped caring about you. I know Harry comes first, and I'm okay with that. But if what you're saying is that you're willing to make a bit more of an effort, well, so am I. Because I think it's worth it.
Do you know how utterly nift it was to go out in the Forbidden Forest and fight those spiders? Honestly, I mean, I know we were in danger of getting eaten, but it was still brilliant. And it was mostly brilliant because I got to go through it with you. And it reminded me of when we would pretend to fight the topiaries in your gardens, only it was real, and it was almost like it used to be for a little. And I'd like that again, only this time, without the giant spiders. If you could manage that.
I've still got some revising to do tonight, but would you be up for something tomorrow? I haven't heard you play your guitar yet, and I'd love to.
--Pansy.