You and I have been close since we've known each other, taking the titles of each other's "best friend" (aside from Ominis, naturally). We do everything together, even while the drama from fifth year is over we still find mischief to get up to. We may go for butterbeers or tramp through the Forbidden Forrest, take light night dips in the prefect's tub house or simply gossip about the students around us (I'll kill you if you ever call me a "gossip", though). We may date around loosely, but we always come back to each other, "platonic soulmates".
I walk aimlessly around the castle, hands in my pockets, eyes scanning the halls for your familiar head of hair. Its the first day back and the start of our 7th year, so naturally everyone is regrouping with friends from last year and goofing off before classes start on Monday. I haven't gotten to see you at all over the summer, so I'm quite eager to catch up.
