LOVE LETTERS

A series of letters between Ginny and her mysterious lover during the time of the War against Voldermort.. Expresses their poignant love for each other and their belief in what they have and share despite the unexpected circumstances that crop up and the never-ending string of obstacles they have to overcome.

Disclaimer: NOTHING'S MINE PPLE..CAN U GET THAT..sorry hate typing disclaimers..

My Dearest Virginia,

How are you? I know you do not ever want to see me after what I have done. I had to leave. You know I would never leave you without a reason.

Trust me, this is good enough reason. I have to do this, at least to prove to myself and the people around me that I can do it. And to prove to you, that I am worth it.

I see it in your eyes sometimes, just before we kiss, the pity. I hate to be pitied. I am a man with pride and ego and the last thing I want is to be the recipient of pity, the most remorseless and despicable of sentiments.

I think about that night all the time, my love. If ever a man felt his spirit dissolve and meld into another's, it was with you that night. I thought that I was not the sort to experience a great passion but I was mightily wrong, and this I dare only to admit to you.

My life has been upended since I kissed you at Hogsmead. I remember the way you stood, shoes in your hand, the hem of your dress fluttering around your creamy thighs, you head titled back, eyes closed as you smiled, enjoying the night breeze.

You looked irresistible and I was drawn to you, by gravity, by forces I could not begin to control. That was when I first noticed your classic ethereal beauty.

Your spunk, sharp wit, sass, I was forced to take note of through our various encounters during Hogwarts. I will not deny admiring that in you, for unlike your brothers who act before they think, you plotted, thought and strike where it hurt most.

That had to be first time I fell in love with you. After that, there were so many moments that I admired you and wanted you that it all seems to be a gradual yet fast paced process of falling, falling and drowning, something which I intended to keep doing for a long time.

I have never told you this during the year we were together. Now, with the leisure of spending endless hours trekking across barren land with nothing but my own thoughts, dreams, memories for company, I have remembered all this and wish to share it with you.

A representation of my love for you since I cannot kiss you as I would if I were beside you.

I heard from Remus that the battles are getting worse. The deatheaters are relentless in their pursuit to wipe out all muggles and half bloods. It is sick.

Nobody knows what I am doing, not even some of the order. It is too dangerous. All will be out in the open once Voldermort is vanquished.

Until then, be patient my love, patience.

I will return for you, a different man from who I was, one who is worthy of you, finally.

Snape just came in and told me not to waste my sleep writing love letters. We have a long trip tomorrow.

If only he knew, that it is these very letters that keep me alive through this perilous journey.

Love

Your Dark Knight

A/n: Her lover can be be ANYONE - blaise, draco, oliver wood even..so take your time guessing..

Decided to give this a shot..so tell me wat u think