Togetherness (Opening Of My New Story)

Togetherness (Opening of my new story)

Walking together under the night sky at 1 in the morning has always been a top agenda on our bucket list, my bucket list and his water tank list. So when we finally did good on our word about a visit to Crete Greece, something also on our list, we got out of our hotel around 12 a.m and started walking through the city admiring the quietness and serenity of the atmosphere. Hands almost touching, eyes widening at the amazing beauty of both natural and man made objects, lips curving up at occasional smiles from blithe remarks about some corny stuff which might or might not happen and our shadows cast by the moonlight intertwining into one made the togetherness almost picturesque. ~•~ It was 4 a.m when Aarnon decided to drop the news to me “I’m coming to Bangladesh tomorrow, Opal.” I was dumbstruck for a few minutes. The initial plan was to complete his study in Canada and then join his father in Saudi Arabia so when he casually told me of his return in the middle of our night chats, I was more than just surprised. In blatant honesty I was ecstatic and somewhat nervous. Aarnon and I have been friends for more than 5 years. We met on Facebook on an uneventful friendship day and that was the start of our friendship. It took us only a few months to start talking heart to heart and include sexual innuendos on an hourly basis. Our friendship was corny; it was both sweet and caring and was mostly virtual until about 2 months before he left for university. We had planned to meet because I wanted to give the idea of Aarnon a shape. I needed to touch his hands and look into his eyes and see the smile curve onto his face to refute the thought that he was not a figment of my imagination. It wasn’t awkward when we first met at the cafe and joked about being the perfect couple. We complimented each others company as perfectly as old red wines in wedding parties. I think we met up almost everyday before he left the country and twice he even took me to his home where I met his lovely sisters and mom. We both shared the same taste in almost everything from food to sports. And then one day he left for good with the promise to talk everyday and even through demanding schedules, he kept his word.

HUFFLEPUFF:

When they say you can’t love I think you’ve got it wrong They say you can’t feel With a heart made of steel But you can’t say that steel ain’t strong Well if that’s who you are, Just a meaningless star in the sky Tell me what is the meaning Of what I am feeling if you are the reason why.

–Darren Criss (Tootsie Noodles: Starship: The Way I Do)

‘Hello,’ said Luna vaguely, glancing around at him as she stepped back from the notice. ‘How come you’re not at the feast?’ Harry asked. ‘Well, I’ve lost most of my possessions,’ said Luna serenely. 'People take them and hide them, you know. But as it’s the last night, I really do need them back, so I’ve been putting up signs.’ She gestured towards the noticeboard, upon which, sure enough, she had pinned a list of all her missing books and clothes, with a plea for their return. An odd feeling rose in Harry; an emotion quite different from the anger and grief that had filled him since Sirius’s death. It was a few moments before he realised that he was feeling sorry for Luna. 'How come people hide your stuff?’ he asked her, frowning. 'Oh … well …’ she shrugged. 'I think they think I’m a bit odd, you know. Some people call me “Loony” Lovegood, actually.’

Omg this is the best!! aaaah finally

Aria

Every time someone is suspected to be A, does anyone else realize how quickly Aria jumps to condemn them.. I’m not saying she’s a bad person, I’m just asking if anyone else notices it..