"Elena? Any Elena Winchester over here?"
Elena was sitting at the Ravenclaw table, having breakfast with her fellow third years, when the Gryffindor first year came looking for her. At first she was confused as to why a Gryffindor would be looking for her, but then she managed to call out to the first year," Here! I am Elena."As the first year came bustling forward, heads turned to look at Elena. Being quite the shy type, she moved forward as well, intercepting the Gryffindor mid-way."This is for you", said the kid, handing Elena a piece of rolled up parchment, tied with a blue ribbon that gave off multi-coloured sparks every few seconds. "Umm-Thank you?" Elena replied to the retreating gryffindor's back. Eager to escape all the stares she was getting, she swiftly walked out to the black lake, clutching the scroll tightly. As she reached the willow tree, looking around so that no one was following her, she let herself relax. Sitting below the willow tree, Elena turned her attention to the sparking scroll. What was this? Some sort of joke? Unable to hold her curiosity any longer she slowly opens the parchment. Written in scrawny letters was a letter of sorts.
"My dear Elena,
I don't know if this is a good idea, but i can't wait to be with you. Ever since I've seen you, I have been mesmerised. But your personality-It is so...enchanting. The more i hear about you, the more i know i am in absolute undiluted love with you. I know we have hung out, as friends, and I'm taking a big risk telling you all this, jeopardising our friendship even. But if this is what it takes to be with you, so be it!
Yours truly,
_"
"What? No name? I knew this was a joke!" exclaimed Elena as tears of disappointment came flowing from her eyes. "It's not a joke" whispered a voice behind her. Turning towards the voice, Elena came face to face with- "Oliver?" she gasped. "Hey, Elena. So-willyougooutwithme?" rushed Oliver Wood. "What?" said Elena, giggling beside herself at Oliver's shyness. Turning to look at Oliver, she is awed when she sees him kneeling in front of her, holding his hand out for her to take. She grasps his hand, feeling a bit woozy. "Elena Winchester, will you go out with me?" said Oliver, loud and clear. Blushing furiously, Elena knelt down beside Oliver, leaning in towards him and whispering in his ear, "Yes, I will."