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.
Dammit, don't you just love cliffies!!!!!
Dammit, don't you just love cliffies!!!!!
