"Dear Whoever"
by: Ellis McDohl
First entry: December 18, 2001 (8:19pm)
Last entry: December 20, 2001 (7:40pm)
Disclaimer: They're not mine!! They're JK Rowling's!!
Author's note:
Hello. This is my first Harry Potter Fanfic so please be kind... Excuse the slight errors... I was never good at writing stuff and I think Draco is a little out of character... Ack!! I need help. The characters are not mine... except for Eve. But if I'd get in trouble for saying she's mine then I don't own her either then... If you'd like to flame then that's okay, just please go easy.
Other than that, please enjoy.
Ellis McDohl
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"Dear Whoever"
by: Ellis McDohl
/Dear Whoever,/
That was how her letter started. It was a little muggle girl's letter. The letters were blotted as though small drops of tears had fallen upon it and smudged the ink. Or perhaps, she didn't quite know how to write but then that latter is impossible since the letter is quite long...
The wind had blown her letter here to Hogwarts and into my window where I saw it. Or perhaps it was my owl who brought it back... I don't know for certain but then I thought it was mine and I opened it out of mere curiosity...
My father had always told me, not to get involved with muggles or anything that is from them. My father told me to despise muggles. Hate them, just as much as I should hate Harry Potter, The-Boy-Who-Lived... But then I've never really held a grudge on muggles. I only need to "pretend" I hated them...
Just pretend... for the sake of my name...
/I hope whoever reads this wouldn't just throw this letter away. Though I suppose any letter with no address or anything else shouldn't be read like this./
/I have no one else to tell my worries and my joys to and if only for a moment, I want to write. This is how I used to get burdens from me and it eases it a little. I've no one. No one but my pen and paper.../
She and I are the same, I suppose. Even though quite so far. She is like me. I have no one. Not that Crabbe and Goyle or Pansy were truly my friends. They are more like acquaintances or sometimes, even servants. I look down on them but they are not in the same level as I am.
/I hope this letter finds its way to someplace safe or perhaps to heaven itself. I must be silly thinking letters such as these would go up to heaven where they all are... /
Heaven? Oh, I remembered. I've heard stories of it from other muggle-born wizards in school. Not that I really did listen... Wizards have their own stories about where to go when they die. And muggles have their own... They say heaven is a place where the soul could find peace and happiness...
Unending... joy... If there is such a thing...
I continue reading...
/I wish there was some way I could get out of here. I'm lonely, you see. I know I have everything everyone could ever want but it's still the same. Having everything doesn't make one happy if one doesn't have any friends.../
I stop a while, sighing. She had said everything in my heart. No matter how much you put it, money itself could never make you happy. Most of the times...
/...people will only like you because you have money. I've learned that lesson. It's a sad lesson. I would prefer to be a healthy poor girl and have many friends than live like this.../
/I'm so sad.../
/I'm sorry, for burdening you with all my problems. I only wish things like these didn't have to happen.../
/Good bye... I pray no misfortune will come to you, whoever.../
/Eve/
Eve... That was the name of the little girl who wrote. The name of the little girl who was like a mirror image of me, though I've never met her... It was name that meant "night". She was like me...
And for a moment, I thought I had a friend...
Dear whoever, eh? I thought, smiling a little. I look up at the sky from the window of our dorms. The sky was vast and blue. A few clouds sailed on the endless sea. A great day to go out and make fun of the others...
Or maybe not.
I shall write back... my dear whoever...
To Be Continued...
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Further notes:
I started this fanfic when I was sitting in the soccer field during a party with my friends. It was so nice with the fireworks... I love the way it rained down... ah... I'm talking too much.
Bye for now.
Ellis McDohl
by: Ellis McDohl
First entry: December 18, 2001 (8:19pm)
Last entry: December 20, 2001 (7:40pm)
Disclaimer: They're not mine!! They're JK Rowling's!!
Author's note:
Hello. This is my first Harry Potter Fanfic so please be kind... Excuse the slight errors... I was never good at writing stuff and I think Draco is a little out of character... Ack!! I need help. The characters are not mine... except for Eve. But if I'd get in trouble for saying she's mine then I don't own her either then... If you'd like to flame then that's okay, just please go easy.
Other than that, please enjoy.
Ellis McDohl
***************************************
"Dear Whoever"
by: Ellis McDohl
/Dear Whoever,/
That was how her letter started. It was a little muggle girl's letter. The letters were blotted as though small drops of tears had fallen upon it and smudged the ink. Or perhaps, she didn't quite know how to write but then that latter is impossible since the letter is quite long...
The wind had blown her letter here to Hogwarts and into my window where I saw it. Or perhaps it was my owl who brought it back... I don't know for certain but then I thought it was mine and I opened it out of mere curiosity...
My father had always told me, not to get involved with muggles or anything that is from them. My father told me to despise muggles. Hate them, just as much as I should hate Harry Potter, The-Boy-Who-Lived... But then I've never really held a grudge on muggles. I only need to "pretend" I hated them...
Just pretend... for the sake of my name...
/I hope whoever reads this wouldn't just throw this letter away. Though I suppose any letter with no address or anything else shouldn't be read like this./
/I have no one else to tell my worries and my joys to and if only for a moment, I want to write. This is how I used to get burdens from me and it eases it a little. I've no one. No one but my pen and paper.../
She and I are the same, I suppose. Even though quite so far. She is like me. I have no one. Not that Crabbe and Goyle or Pansy were truly my friends. They are more like acquaintances or sometimes, even servants. I look down on them but they are not in the same level as I am.
/I hope this letter finds its way to someplace safe or perhaps to heaven itself. I must be silly thinking letters such as these would go up to heaven where they all are... /
Heaven? Oh, I remembered. I've heard stories of it from other muggle-born wizards in school. Not that I really did listen... Wizards have their own stories about where to go when they die. And muggles have their own... They say heaven is a place where the soul could find peace and happiness...
Unending... joy... If there is such a thing...
I continue reading...
/I wish there was some way I could get out of here. I'm lonely, you see. I know I have everything everyone could ever want but it's still the same. Having everything doesn't make one happy if one doesn't have any friends.../
I stop a while, sighing. She had said everything in my heart. No matter how much you put it, money itself could never make you happy. Most of the times...
/...people will only like you because you have money. I've learned that lesson. It's a sad lesson. I would prefer to be a healthy poor girl and have many friends than live like this.../
/I'm so sad.../
/I'm sorry, for burdening you with all my problems. I only wish things like these didn't have to happen.../
/Good bye... I pray no misfortune will come to you, whoever.../
/Eve/
Eve... That was the name of the little girl who wrote. The name of the little girl who was like a mirror image of me, though I've never met her... It was name that meant "night". She was like me...
And for a moment, I thought I had a friend...
Dear whoever, eh? I thought, smiling a little. I look up at the sky from the window of our dorms. The sky was vast and blue. A few clouds sailed on the endless sea. A great day to go out and make fun of the others...
Or maybe not.
I shall write back... my dear whoever...
To Be Continued...
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Further notes:
I started this fanfic when I was sitting in the soccer field during a party with my friends. It was so nice with the fireworks... I love the way it rained down... ah... I'm talking too much.
Bye for now.
Ellis McDohl
