Authors Note: I do not own Harry Potter, J.K. Rowling does. Nor do I claim to own these wonderful books.
029. Note
Rating: K
Sunlight streamed in through the window side-stepping the simple, light blue curtains hung upon the window's frame. The rays hit the head full of soft, blonde curls splayed out on the pillow making the curls shine and shimmer. The sun warmed the blonde's cheeks inevitably stirring her awake. With a soft sigh and twitching of her closed eyelids, Hannah roused awake. A couple of seconds passed as she struggled to finally open her light blue eyes, and when she did, they closed once more. A frown teased at her lips before she decided to open her eyes. Her gaze did not fall on the sleeping body of her boyfriend, as they should have, but instead on a single white sheet of paper in his place. She delicately picked the paper up and brought it eye-level.
Morning, Love. I'm so sorry I had to leave again without telling you. I should be back within the next week or two. I love you, Hannah. - Neville
Her stupid, chivalrous boyfriend. His being an Auror would surely be the end of him. She hated that his job made him up and leave wherever and whatever he was doing at a second's noticed. She hated even more that his life was always in danger whenever she received his notes - notes that Neville left her dutifully every time he was called away so that his girlfriend would not go mad wondering where he was and when he would come back.
Hannah sighed and rolled over on her back, her arm slung about her face. The note tickled her ear as it brushed against it. Neville was a brave man, and although he did not exactly love his job, he felt that he was making a difference in the world doing it. Because of that, she supported him. Of course, she also worried and missed him dearly, but she refused to let that interfere with his missions. Until he arrived back home, hopefully safe and sound, she would continue to do just that - miss him, worry over him, but support him all the same.