A cry for help to the Minister for Magic

All the things written in the following letter is in the mithos of JK Rowling's Harry Potter Wizarding World.

March 8, 2014


Office of the Minister for Magic
Ministry of Magic

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Good day Minister!

I hope you are fine. I love to say more friendly terms but I really need to vociferate my current stature in my workplace. I appeal that I be transferred to another Department preferably the Ministry Overseer's Department, specifically in the Supplementary Magical Education Section. At the moment, I'm still working under Azkaban's Imperious Mismanaged Schemes Office. In which I am very dutiful given someone of my magical talents. But working for the Imperious Mismanaged Schemes Office for a little over a year, I have collated capacious amounts of affirmation that I resent working in such office. I would like to elucidate that I do not abhor my job in the office per se, on the contrary, I reckon I fit perfectly for the task. But given the copious reasons why it will be better for me to physically, mentally, and emotionally leave that hell of a position. I am hollering at the top of my lungs that I may be transferred, immediately.

To put it bluntly, I can't stand working with the dementor anymore. Its presence drains the happiness from all our staff members. Our Patronus Charm works perfectly in our safe haven. It is very powerful that the dementor refrains from coming to our office. But we are plagued by our inevitable encounter with that detestable creature since it is still part of the workforce. There is never a week that our whole office wallows in despair and hopelessness that only a fully fledged dementor can accomplish. It's torture far graver than the Cruciatus Curse. I am quite certain that it will come in no surprise that all of our staff members will be permanent residents of St. Mungo's in the future. No Healer would be powerful enough to reverse the horrid effects to one's mental and emotional health after being around the dementor too long.

Once more Minister, I plead with all my remaining sanity and magical prowess, make my transfer to the Ministry Overseer's Department, Supplementary Magical Education be official as soon as possible. It is just as simple as getting a decree from you using a piece of parchment and ink.

Please Minister. Help me.



A Letter to Young Blood

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Dear Young Blood,

I can never personally say these things to you; that’s why this will be the only avenue where I can freely express that you are special to me. It’s not that I am ashamed to let you and the world know that you are dear to me… It’s just that… things will just be complicated once you know how I feel.

It’s not that I love you or anything. I mean. Duh! You’re like some years my junior. But I do admit that a part of me likes you. The part of me that’s intrigued/curious about your whole being. Curious about your smile that hides an emotional wound; about the strict sense of responsibility; about the level of deepness that someone your age had developed; and about your future endeavors and dreams.

Yes Yes. It was at first, your looks that attracted me to you. You might not be the uber gwapo type of guy but I can vouch that you are a Certified Cutie. Itataya ko Dyosa Powers ko dyan! Then I got to know you more which made me realize that you are not just a pretty face.

There was this time that you did something right in front me. I was shocked then that I froze. I don’t know if you have noticed that. But looking back, apart from the shock factor, I am quite honored that you have high trust in me. I believe only those with enough trust to a Dyosa like me will be able to do that, so thank you…

To tell you the truth, after that, I began paying more attention to you. I noticed that you have nice bum. But your thighs are much bigger proportional to your body size. You have also gained some weight as evidenced by that bump in your solar plexus. I know you are conscious about these but I assure you, your girlfriend won’t mind since she’s with a cutie, with brains to boot.

Finally, I would like to use this chance to thank you for having such high regard about me. I may not always show my intellectual prowess but you are one of the only few people who can see through my happy-go-lucky veil, which I also hold with high regard. I promise not to disappoint you with the next endeavors that I do. You are always part of my thinking process and surely, one of my projects will benefit you. Keep up your good work!