uChapter V: The Letterbr
The class started with roll call. Cindra was seated next to Ginny, but Ginny did not seem to be acknowledging her existance.br
Today Professor McGonagall attempted to teach them how to turn a match into a needle. This was much without success. When finally someone did get it, it turned out to be Cindra. After winning five points for Gryffindor, she also won an unpleasat scowl from Ginny.br
The next class was potions with the Slytherines. "Of course," Cindra though. "We have to get stuck with them /u Snape at the same time!" This class was as clode to hell as you could get at Hogwarts.br
The day processed with Charms (which was rather interesting considering how Professir Flitwick was the ugliest person she'd ever seen!) After Charms was lunch; what she'd been looking forward to. This time she was seated across from Harry, and Ginny was stuck looking at Seamus Finnigan, another 2nd year.br
"So," Harry said, looking straight at Cindra."Do you like Hogwarts?"br
"Oh, I love it!" Cindra gushed. "Except I have potions with the Slytherins."br
She saw Harry cringe. "Oh so do I. Snape totally favours them over us."br
"Naturally," Cindra said. "I wish McGonagall favoured us."br
"So do I." Harry laughed.br
The next couple of months passed quickly, and before Cindra knew it, it was Halloween. That morning she had finally gained composure to send Harry a letter, telling him about how much she liked him. Unfortunately, she didn't have quite enough courage bravery to sign the letter. But what she had written was enough to keep Harry questioning for a while.iDear Harry,br
I wrote this for you and have finally been brabe enough to send it.br
And even though the moment passed me by br
I still can't turn away br
Cause all the dreams you never thought you'd lose br
Got tossed along the way br
And letters that you never meant to send br
Get lost or thrown awaybr
And now we're grown up orphans br
That never knew their names br
We don't belong to no one br
That's a shamebr
But if you could hide beside me br
Maybe for a while br
And I won't tell no one your namebr
Scars are souvenirs you never losebr
The past is never far br
Did you lose yourself somewhere out therebr
Did you get to be a star br
And don't it make you sad to know that lifebr
Is more than who we arebr
You grew up way too fast br
And now there's nothing to believebr
And reruns all become our history br
A tired song keeps playing on a tired radiobr
And I won't tell no one your name br
And I won't tell them your namebr
I think about you all the time br
But I don't need the same br
It's lonely where you are come back downbr
And I won't tell them your namebr
Love Always...br
At breakfast as the owls began to fly overhead, Linda though she was going to be sick. A letter dropped into Harry's lap, which surprised Harry, considering how he never recieved mail.br
"Who's it from Harry?" Ron said, trying to read the note over Harry's shouder. Harry however was making it very diffucult. he read it slowly, Linda watched his emerald eyes dancing across the page, getting wider as he moved on.br
Harry turned a sort of reddish pink colour and glanced over at Ginny who looked perfectly normal. He handed the letter to Hermoine. She read it quickly and then looked up at Harry.br
"That's beautiful," she said.br
Harry nodded. "If only I knew who wrote it."br
Ron was getting very anxious by now, and grabbed the letter from Hermoine. "Bloody hell Harry!" he exclaimed, throwing the letter into Harry's lap. "That's just creepy!"br
"Well I think it's wonderful," Harry said sternly as he got up and left the Great Hall.br
"Ron, that wasn't very nice," Hermoine said.br
"Well, it's probably rom my sister. That's just gross!" Ron said in a hushed tone, not wanting Ginny to hear.br
"I don't think Ginny wrote that," Hermoine said, quiet enough so that Cindra had to strain her ears to hear. "I think Cindra did."
The class started with roll call. Cindra was seated next to Ginny, but Ginny did not seem to be acknowledging her existance.br
Today Professor McGonagall attempted to teach them how to turn a match into a needle. This was much without success. When finally someone did get it, it turned out to be Cindra. After winning five points for Gryffindor, she also won an unpleasat scowl from Ginny.br
The next class was potions with the Slytherines. "Of course," Cindra though. "We have to get stuck with them /u Snape at the same time!" This class was as clode to hell as you could get at Hogwarts.br
The day processed with Charms (which was rather interesting considering how Professir Flitwick was the ugliest person she'd ever seen!) After Charms was lunch; what she'd been looking forward to. This time she was seated across from Harry, and Ginny was stuck looking at Seamus Finnigan, another 2nd year.br
"So," Harry said, looking straight at Cindra."Do you like Hogwarts?"br
"Oh, I love it!" Cindra gushed. "Except I have potions with the Slytherins."br
She saw Harry cringe. "Oh so do I. Snape totally favours them over us."br
"Naturally," Cindra said. "I wish McGonagall favoured us."br
"So do I." Harry laughed.br
The next couple of months passed quickly, and before Cindra knew it, it was Halloween. That morning she had finally gained composure to send Harry a letter, telling him about how much she liked him. Unfortunately, she didn't have quite enough courage bravery to sign the letter. But what she had written was enough to keep Harry questioning for a while.iDear Harry,br
I wrote this for you and have finally been brabe enough to send it.br
And even though the moment passed me by br
I still can't turn away br
Cause all the dreams you never thought you'd lose br
Got tossed along the way br
And letters that you never meant to send br
Get lost or thrown awaybr
And now we're grown up orphans br
That never knew their names br
We don't belong to no one br
That's a shamebr
But if you could hide beside me br
Maybe for a while br
And I won't tell no one your namebr
Scars are souvenirs you never losebr
The past is never far br
Did you lose yourself somewhere out therebr
Did you get to be a star br
And don't it make you sad to know that lifebr
Is more than who we arebr
You grew up way too fast br
And now there's nothing to believebr
And reruns all become our history br
A tired song keeps playing on a tired radiobr
And I won't tell no one your name br
And I won't tell them your namebr
I think about you all the time br
But I don't need the same br
It's lonely where you are come back downbr
And I won't tell them your namebr
Love Always...br
At breakfast as the owls began to fly overhead, Linda though she was going to be sick. A letter dropped into Harry's lap, which surprised Harry, considering how he never recieved mail.br
"Who's it from Harry?" Ron said, trying to read the note over Harry's shouder. Harry however was making it very diffucult. he read it slowly, Linda watched his emerald eyes dancing across the page, getting wider as he moved on.br
Harry turned a sort of reddish pink colour and glanced over at Ginny who looked perfectly normal. He handed the letter to Hermoine. She read it quickly and then looked up at Harry.br
"That's beautiful," she said.br
Harry nodded. "If only I knew who wrote it."br
Ron was getting very anxious by now, and grabbed the letter from Hermoine. "Bloody hell Harry!" he exclaimed, throwing the letter into Harry's lap. "That's just creepy!"br
"Well I think it's wonderful," Harry said sternly as he got up and left the Great Hall.br
"Ron, that wasn't very nice," Hermoine said.br
"Well, it's probably rom my sister. That's just gross!" Ron said in a hushed tone, not wanting Ginny to hear.br
"I don't think Ginny wrote that," Hermoine said, quiet enough so that Cindra had to strain her ears to hear. "I think Cindra did."