What Goes Around... (open)

[bugock]

Safira sighed quietly, she felt bad for Gabriella. Her wedding should be a happy occasion, that had the possibility for tension and arguments just because of a school-aged rivalry. Whatever. "Well, I wish you the best of luck with that." said Safira.

[igloogirl]

"Thanks, it means a lot," Gabriella replied with a smile. She was going to need all the luck she could get if she was going to tell her father about her wedding. That would certianly be an odd conversation, considering they had already picked a date and everything. Gabriella figured that maybe she would just tell him as if she was inviting him. It might be a little bit easier.

[bugock]

Safira took a ponytail holder from her wrist and put her hair up with it. She really didn't like having long hair, and had been thinking about cutting it. Safira gave a bit of a sympathetic smile to Gabriella. "Well, if he's grown up at all since Hogwarts years, his school-aged rivalries shouldn't play a part in what he thinks about you and Isaac." Safira said, drawing her robes a bit more tightly around herself.

[igloogirl]

"That's just the problem then," Gabriella replied, with a dejected sigh. "I don't think he's grown up all that much." She decided to change the topic, not really liking where this was going. "But enough of that. I'm thinking of calling a Quidditch practice, even though we don't have any matches. What do you think?"