"Dear Whoever"
by: Ellis McDohl
First entry: December 20, 2001 (7:47 pm)
Last entry: December 22, 2001 (8:51 pm)
Disclaimer: They're not mine!! They belong to JK Rowling!! ^^
Author's note:
Hello. Thanks a lot for reading. Actually, Dear whoever is supposed to a diary. Mine more particularly. But then when I was about to write in my notebook I suddenly realized I should be writing something else instead. That was how it went. "dear whoever". None of these things happened to me though. Hehehe... not crazy enough to do something like that. ^^ Excuse me.
I hope you enjoy.
Ellis McDohl
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"Dear Whoever"
by: Ellis McDohl
/Dear Eve,/
That was how I started my letter. It was Sunday and there were no classes during these days. Most of the students had gone off to Hogsmeade to enjoy themselves. The other Slytherins have tried to convinced me to come with them-especially Pansy-but I did not leave.
Let them all go. I have more important things to do...
I stop a moment with the quill pen in my hand, thinking what to tell her. I was not even sure if I should call her by the name given to her but I know not what else to call her. She called me "whoever" the first time I got the letter. It was more so because she did not really know who would read it.
I gave out a sigh and look out the window. It was still clear and I see a few students walking across the grounds outside to Hogsmeade. At least I was alone so no one would know of this little secret.
/I hope you get this letter I have now written as a reply to yours./
That was awkward... But at least it was something. I've never really written a sort of letter that would interest girls... or come to think of it, letters that would interest muggle girls... I cursed myself, secretly, for not knowing much about them.
I want to tell her that I understood everything she had written. I wanted to tell her how much we were so alike though we had never set our eyes on each other. I wanted...
/I've read what you've written and I understand what you have said. I am lonely too and I scorn at this loneliness. It often makes me wish this emotion was never here./
/I know how it feels like to be alone. I am expected to do so much in so little time. I was taught to scorn at the others who were not like me. It is so sad to think of it... But I can not stop it./
/I'm sorry... I've never really been good with words, Eve.../
/Eve, may I just call you that? It's a very nice name. I've known you only by that name but if you don't want me to call you that then that's fine.../
But I wish she would allow that... I did love her name. I once knew girl with the same name back when I was younger. She was beautiful and kind and fragile. I figured, this girl, Eve, was like her too.
I look up from my letter. The clouds outside started moving. The wind cannot be stopped. Even if you placed something to block its path, it will be able to pass through eventually. Wood rots and rock crumble but the wind will continue to blow to infinity...
/Do you believe in fate, Eve? You must think I've mad when I speak of it. But I'm interested to know that. They say fate can never be changed.../
/Does that mean we are fated to suffer as we are now? I must be mad... and yet I am sane./
/Eve.../
I stop once again, thinking of what else to say. And when the words came to me, I started writing. It almost seemed like my heart used my hands to move and speak.
/...You and I are so much alike...Sadness we both have. There are also things that we could never change. If you'd allow then, maybe, just maybe, we could be lonely together.../
/You and I are so alike... /
I did not know what else to say. I could find enough words to say. I couldn't even comfort her. I'm regretting so many things I haven't done and could not do. I wish for such a small thing and yet, this thing could never be granted to me.
I am sad. I am lonely.
I could not speak anymore.
My eyes will remain dry. These eyes were not allowed to shed any tears. I've never cried in my life. So allow me to speak of my heart to one perfect stranger who is so much like me. I wish she would write back... I wish...
/I wish for your happiness... Thank you... Goodbye, my dear whoever.../
/Draco/
My hands were trembling and yet I did not stop. I must not. This is the first time I signed a letter by just my first name. And to a perfect stranger too. But somehow, it doesn't seem to matter at all.
I won't mind.
Not if it's her.
I carefully folded the white sheet of paper and placed it in an envelope. I'll have to send this by my owl. I hope she would reply... I hope she would...
The sky is still blue. However, from far away, I could see, thick clouds racing about. They were dark and heavy. My owl would be able to bring the letter to her, safely, I supposed as I watched it fly off.
I smirked as I see the clouds.
It's going to rain... I thought amused. Maybe Potter would get wet with the rain...
To be continued...
by: Ellis McDohl
First entry: December 20, 2001 (7:47 pm)
Last entry: December 22, 2001 (8:51 pm)
Disclaimer: They're not mine!! They belong to JK Rowling!! ^^
Author's note:
Hello. Thanks a lot for reading. Actually, Dear whoever is supposed to a diary. Mine more particularly. But then when I was about to write in my notebook I suddenly realized I should be writing something else instead. That was how it went. "dear whoever". None of these things happened to me though. Hehehe... not crazy enough to do something like that. ^^ Excuse me.
I hope you enjoy.
Ellis McDohl
************************************************
"Dear Whoever"
by: Ellis McDohl
/Dear Eve,/
That was how I started my letter. It was Sunday and there were no classes during these days. Most of the students had gone off to Hogsmeade to enjoy themselves. The other Slytherins have tried to convinced me to come with them-especially Pansy-but I did not leave.
Let them all go. I have more important things to do...
I stop a moment with the quill pen in my hand, thinking what to tell her. I was not even sure if I should call her by the name given to her but I know not what else to call her. She called me "whoever" the first time I got the letter. It was more so because she did not really know who would read it.
I gave out a sigh and look out the window. It was still clear and I see a few students walking across the grounds outside to Hogsmeade. At least I was alone so no one would know of this little secret.
/I hope you get this letter I have now written as a reply to yours./
That was awkward... But at least it was something. I've never really written a sort of letter that would interest girls... or come to think of it, letters that would interest muggle girls... I cursed myself, secretly, for not knowing much about them.
I want to tell her that I understood everything she had written. I wanted to tell her how much we were so alike though we had never set our eyes on each other. I wanted...
/I've read what you've written and I understand what you have said. I am lonely too and I scorn at this loneliness. It often makes me wish this emotion was never here./
/I know how it feels like to be alone. I am expected to do so much in so little time. I was taught to scorn at the others who were not like me. It is so sad to think of it... But I can not stop it./
/I'm sorry... I've never really been good with words, Eve.../
/Eve, may I just call you that? It's a very nice name. I've known you only by that name but if you don't want me to call you that then that's fine.../
But I wish she would allow that... I did love her name. I once knew girl with the same name back when I was younger. She was beautiful and kind and fragile. I figured, this girl, Eve, was like her too.
I look up from my letter. The clouds outside started moving. The wind cannot be stopped. Even if you placed something to block its path, it will be able to pass through eventually. Wood rots and rock crumble but the wind will continue to blow to infinity...
/Do you believe in fate, Eve? You must think I've mad when I speak of it. But I'm interested to know that. They say fate can never be changed.../
/Does that mean we are fated to suffer as we are now? I must be mad... and yet I am sane./
/Eve.../
I stop once again, thinking of what else to say. And when the words came to me, I started writing. It almost seemed like my heart used my hands to move and speak.
/...You and I are so much alike...Sadness we both have. There are also things that we could never change. If you'd allow then, maybe, just maybe, we could be lonely together.../
/You and I are so alike... /
I did not know what else to say. I could find enough words to say. I couldn't even comfort her. I'm regretting so many things I haven't done and could not do. I wish for such a small thing and yet, this thing could never be granted to me.
I am sad. I am lonely.
I could not speak anymore.
My eyes will remain dry. These eyes were not allowed to shed any tears. I've never cried in my life. So allow me to speak of my heart to one perfect stranger who is so much like me. I wish she would write back... I wish...
/I wish for your happiness... Thank you... Goodbye, my dear whoever.../
/Draco/
My hands were trembling and yet I did not stop. I must not. This is the first time I signed a letter by just my first name. And to a perfect stranger too. But somehow, it doesn't seem to matter at all.
I won't mind.
Not if it's her.
I carefully folded the white sheet of paper and placed it in an envelope. I'll have to send this by my owl. I hope she would reply... I hope she would...
The sky is still blue. However, from far away, I could see, thick clouds racing about. They were dark and heavy. My owl would be able to bring the letter to her, safely, I supposed as I watched it fly off.
I smirked as I see the clouds.
It's going to rain... I thought amused. Maybe Potter would get wet with the rain...
To be continued...
