Okay, story two. (by the way, everyone is welcome to r&R the other one as well as this. It's called Loves Lost and I still haven't gotten any reviews... reviews feed the author!)
This one is going to be a tad bit odd. Most of the chapters are actually going to be letters, although there will be some that show scenes as they happen or as flashbacks.
Letters, thoughts and the prologue are written in italics. Why the prologue you ask? Because italics are PRETTY!
The characters/places/etc are not mine. No matter how much I wish they were, they do not belong to me.
So without further Adieu, here is the prologue. PLEASE R&R
Letters to the Dead
-Prologue
Life just wasn't worth living anymore, he realized belatedly. It had already been too long to go back now. He couldn't just end it now, just like he hadn't been able to then.
With his father in prison, it had been all he could do not to look for genuine comfort. Unfortunately it had found him.
That had really been the start of everything. The rainy afternoon when she had come and dropped next to him in the mud by the lake at Hogwarts… it had never quite left his memory, no matter how many times he tried to forget it. The gorgeous deep red of her hair, so soft… and her chocolate-cinnamon eyes full of love and laughter. She had never known the things he had.
And that had been her downfall. The pure angel who could never, ever be dimmed in her beauty, had fallen. Maybe that was why it was so painful.
Author's note: I know this chappie's short, but hey, it's just to set things up so it's a bit more of a flashback story. If I get a review I'll post the already written Ch 1 (hint hint)