Prompt: Rain (#459)
September 2nd, 1997
It's been raining all day today, and we had Herbology this morning (I know you don't really care for Herbology though).
I've always enjoyed the rain. Especially when the grass is still green, and the sky looks a pearly grey. I'm not sure why, but it reminds me of you... and me- what we could be together. Because your eyes are shocking green of grass on a grey-skied day. And well... I think I overheard Daphne once describe my eyes as watery grey.
That's probably not something you really want to read. To you, this is probably still strange. But, I know that in all likelihood that you'll never get any of these letters.
In a way, it's not so bad to write letters to someone who is never going to read them. It means I can write you anything, and not have to worry about what you may think. Not have to worry if you think I'm being creepy, or ridiculous or even sentimental.
But... a part of me hopes that you might one day read these letters. Because that would mean that you've survived.
I really want you to survive.
Sincerely Yours,
Theodore Nott
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