I love writing about romance, especially Harry Potter style! Here are a few letters written in the sixth year at Hogwarts, sent on Valentine's day in secret to loved ones. There are clues as to who they are from, so look closely!
Dear Ginny,
You know who I am and what I have done
In fact, you may find, so does everyone,
But I only want you to be my love
And together, we can rise above
The insults and the nasty comments
About You Know Who and all those events.
Please say yes, I need you to-
And stop me feeling quite so blue.
A secret admirer xx
Dear Hermione,
You are cleverer than many, and love your books,
I am tall and lanky with no good looks.
I love you so dearly, you are a friend to me
Come find me, come seek me and soon you will see
That though I appear unintelligent and plain
If I talk to you, and love I gain,
I'll be happy, not so stupid and I'll try to be kind,
Come seek me, come find me, and educate my mind.
Your lover xx
Dear Pansy Parkinson,
You are perfect for me in every way
A pureblood whose life never did go astray
You've not been cursed or touched by mudbloods
You're not unintelligent, like all those mud-duds.
Come and find me in the common room at half past two,
And we'll do the things that purebloods, only purebloods, do.
We'll squash all the mudbloods, together we can rule,
Even if it's only Head Boy and Girl at school.
A fellow pureblood x
Dear Angelina,
Your flying in itself is beauty,
Your countenance divine,
Come throw the quaffle to me,
Please come and be mine.
I may be a lowly hitter,
Who hits the nasty balls,
I can't tell you my position,
But your flying, it enthrals
Many who do see you,
And I see you every match,
Throw the quaffle to me, Angie,
I'll make a brilliant catch!
Yours,
An awed player x
