The First Year of The Rest of My Life
PROLOGUE:
She gazed up into his eyes, those dazzling sapphire eyes. These were the eyes that captivated her soul and drew him into her heart. The same eyes that showed her how much he loved her, the eyes that were planted in her mind, that she saw before sleep took her each night. These eyes that had seen her in all her faults and found perfection. The eyes that had loved her at a single glance, and the ones that loved her more with each glance after. The eyes that had captured her in a moment's breath and held her heart hostage until she gave over to the impending unknown of fate. The eyes that so deeply sought in her own emerald orbs the same emotion that they held themselves. And searching, these eyes found ever-so abundantly the wells of love and pools of adoration that they so urgently needed. These eyes belonged to the one person in all eternity that could complete her so entirely that she lost herself to him and to the depths of his eyes, eyes that connected two souls to make one whole.
...She gazed into his eyes and smiled. She gazed into his eyes, holding his hands in her own, and became his one and only, "Until death do us part." And as they came together in a binding kiss, those eyes fluttered shut and sealed her warmth into his soul.
It's been a long time since I've written in a journal, a very long time. AS luck would have it, I am about to begin a new journal. This is it. I married the love of my life yesterday. The only man in all existence that I have ever loved so completely and so hopelessly and so deeply that I honestly believe there has never been a love as genuine and fulfilling as this. So, in this journal, I will not write what happens from here on out. Instead, I will write about what has happened in the past that has led to such a glory that I can not contain my feelings at all. I will write about the best year of my life. The year I met the man I love so tenderly. The year I realized how invaluable to me he really was. I will write about my seventh and final year in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. This isn't my story. This isn't the whole story. This is merely the first chapter of my life with James Potter.
A/N: I know this is rather short. I am looking for reviews. If I get feedback from this, I will continue. I am not abandoning my other story if any of you happen to have read it. If I continue this, I can not guarrentee an update schedule or even a new update soon. I am in my last week of school and will definitely be writing for my other story, and hopefully for this one, too. This is just what came rolling out—I needed to write. Please R/R, even if you hate it and think I should never write again! I need to know what you think. Also, if you're interested in being a beta- reader, send me an email! Thanks bunches!!!