Disclaimer : All harry potter characters belong to JK rowling....i own the plot
A/N : i have a major writer's block ....can't write anything for my other story....so this one turns out all weird....kinda depressing...hmmm...just read...and review...Okay...??? Thanks..
Two years had passed since he left me, but yet, I haven't gotten over it. I thought of him today, I thought if him everyday. Maybe I'll give him a visit. Yeah, that's what i'll do today. It's a bit windy today, partly cloudy. It has been like this eversince. Like this eversince. Eversince he left me. Why did he leave me? Why did he leave without me? alone. We had such good times, such fun times together...but why? Why did he have to go?
He was sick...he was very sick, I knew that....i understand...but why? why did he have to go? It was too soon, It was too short, Why did our relationship ends before it begins? Doesn't he know? Does he? Does he know?
I love him.
As I go to my bedroom to grab my coat, my eye fell down on the book that has been sitting on the corner of my dresser for years. I've never really pay attention to it. I was too scared, perhaps...too heartbroken? Does he know? Does he???
I love him.
That was then.....
It has remained untouched eversince his twin gave it to me.
"He wants you to have this," That's what he said, his exact words. "It's not quite finished, but he wants you to have it."
Curious, fighting with my heart, I forced myself to untie the silver bow that has sealed the book for years. I pulled one end...watching it untie itself...
I opened the brown colored cover, revealing sheets of faded parchments, binded together with a simple, weak binding spell, that creates silver lines 1 inch from the edge.
First Page......."To my beloved Alicia..."
I turned the pages, each filled with loose pictures, moving pictures of me and him, along with our friends, laughing together. I turned, turned, then came the last page....
Dearest Alicia,
I love you too, always will and forever.
Love,
George Weasley
A tear dropped from my eye, wetting the parchment in front of me..
He knew.
A/N : weird, huh? I told you...well how do you like it? review and let me know...please...thanks :)
A/N : i have a major writer's block ....can't write anything for my other story....so this one turns out all weird....kinda depressing...hmmm...just read...and review...Okay...??? Thanks..
Two years had passed since he left me, but yet, I haven't gotten over it. I thought of him today, I thought if him everyday. Maybe I'll give him a visit. Yeah, that's what i'll do today. It's a bit windy today, partly cloudy. It has been like this eversince. Like this eversince. Eversince he left me. Why did he leave me? Why did he leave without me? alone. We had such good times, such fun times together...but why? Why did he have to go?
He was sick...he was very sick, I knew that....i understand...but why? why did he have to go? It was too soon, It was too short, Why did our relationship ends before it begins? Doesn't he know? Does he? Does he know?
I love him.
As I go to my bedroom to grab my coat, my eye fell down on the book that has been sitting on the corner of my dresser for years. I've never really pay attention to it. I was too scared, perhaps...too heartbroken? Does he know? Does he???
I love him.
That was then.....
It has remained untouched eversince his twin gave it to me.
"He wants you to have this," That's what he said, his exact words. "It's not quite finished, but he wants you to have it."
Curious, fighting with my heart, I forced myself to untie the silver bow that has sealed the book for years. I pulled one end...watching it untie itself...
I opened the brown colored cover, revealing sheets of faded parchments, binded together with a simple, weak binding spell, that creates silver lines 1 inch from the edge.
First Page......."To my beloved Alicia..."
I turned the pages, each filled with loose pictures, moving pictures of me and him, along with our friends, laughing together. I turned, turned, then came the last page....
Dearest Alicia,
I love you too, always will and forever.
Love,
George Weasley
A tear dropped from my eye, wetting the parchment in front of me..
He knew.
A/N : weird, huh? I told you...well how do you like it? review and let me know...please...thanks :)