Book 1 Chapter 3 Our embrace, although short lived, had not escaped our memories. The remembrance of our fateful encounter still fresh in my mind, I try to recall every second of it at any given moment in the day. After Christmas Eve, it all took a dramatic turn for the best: we actually talked about it. A newfound feeling towards each other, we met once again unexpectedly. This time, once again in the Common room, but this time before the adorned tree rather than the glowering fire. Harry and Ron went out to visit Hagrid at his hut earlier this morning. Presents clustered around a tree aglow, all various shapes and sizes. It looks like Legolas got the new arrows for his bow, along with other mismatched packages. I think that I got the broom I asked for. I hope it is a Nimbus 2002, the top of the line in racing brooms, aside from the Firebolt, of course. Legolas strode down the boys dormitory, across the Common room. He carried three packages, wrapped in elegant gold paper with the Greenleaf family seal adorning the top. He casually sauntered over to the tree and set them under it. "Ladies first, Princess," he said, with a smile plastered across his face. So I picked up a small package and examined it. It said "To Miss Lyn, from the Faculty and Staff of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry," surrounded with hunter green paper. About the size of an 8"x10"(photo), I opened it without hesitation. A black notebook with a feather quill, each bearing the Hogwarts seal (a letter H surrounded with each a serpent, lion, badger and another creature I could not at the moment) I set it down at an end table to my side. "Next," I call with a gleam in my eye. He picks up the present from me and examines it before opening it. A photo frame bearing a photo of us at 3, giving each other a hug, was adorned with little silvery glitter hearts. A smile crossed his face. "I love it. Did you make this?" he asked. "Yup," I reply. We continue opening presents. I received a racing broom (a Nimbus, like I asked for), a "Weasley Sweater" as Ron calls it, a copy of Hogwarts, A History, hair ornaments, and various other items. I hesitate before picking up the gift from Legolas. "Come on, open it," he prods. I take a breath and open the glistening package. A gold locket adorned with stars and moons catches my eyes. "Wow, its beautiful," I manage to stutter. "Open it," Legolas prods again. I follow his order to find tiny photos of the two of us. "Together forever, like it should be. Someday I will make you my own," he replies.

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