Candace,
Sorry about what James did. I'm sure he knows he's going to get a howler. And sorry for this too, but I'm pretty sure he doesn't care.
Remus
Moony,
Ha, sent the love letter. I kept a copy, and Sirius has a copy, it's hilarious. I'm already planning the next one, it's going to be poem.
I got a howler from Evans due to that little stunt at Diagon.
I also got a huge lecture form my parents about how I was letting down the family. No, that's not right. I got a lecture from Dad's secretary, because hell would have to freeze over before my parents actually talked to me.
When you get this, it'll be breakfast before you go to Platform 9 ¾. Thank Merlin it's almost September 1st, I'm going to die if I stay here any longer.
James
Prongs,
You go to Hogwarts? That's so cool, I do too, 7th year. Look, I don't know if this is going to sound really lame and/or stupid, but I read it in a book once. Do you want to like write to each other anonymously? Because I don't know your name, and you don't know mine, and it just might be fun.
Basically, it's just we don't say anything that might let the other person figure out who we are, we just write.
I'm horrible at flying, so the idea of Quidditch all day everyday doesn't exactly fill me with joy. Sorry. No offence or anything.
I'm not a Slytherin either.
My sister (muggle) is scared to death of owls, so my parents make me make Merlin deliver everything to my room.
Red
Potter,
Get it through your thick skull. My name's not Lilian, it's Lily. L-I-L-Y.
Lily
Lily, darling, we told you to open this on the train so we hope you do wait.
This is to our lovely Head Girl, it's a voucher for that bookstore you like in Hogsmeade.
Congratulations,
Your Mum and Dad.
P.S. Write all the time XXOO
Red,
I got Quaffle to deliver this to you so you get it at midnight on your first night back at Hogwarts, ok? Just to be annoying.
I'm in seventh year too, and as long as you're not a Slytherin, I like you. Ok, there are other non-slytherins I don't like but you're too cool to be any of them.
Sorry you don't like Quidditch. I love it. It's just, you can escape, you know? It's more the flying then actual Quidditch. When it's just you and your broom and you have the power to go anywhere, and no-one can stop you.
I just re-read that paragraph, and I had no idea I could be that sentimental. If my friend's saw it, I could never show my face in public again.
We can do that writing thing, if you want. It'll be cool, I think, because I've never told anyone how I felt about flying before. I'm not embarrassed about it either, because you don't know who I am.
I can't tell any of the guys, coz you know, we're guys, and we have to act big and tough and non-caring around each other.
And I don't know any girls that well.
Write to me at night, ok, so you're not tempted to follow Merlin through the Great Hall, I know I'd follow Quaffle.
Prongs.
P.S. Did you know I have a tree-monkey called Snitch?
Prongs,
You didn't wake me up, I was really engrossed in this book, it's really good. It's all about this vampire, and how he falls in love with this girl, but he can't go near her, or he'll bite her and she'll be cursed too. You should read it, it's called 'The Curse', but it's probably more of a girly book.
I wrote back as soon as I got your letter, it'll only take you a few minutes to get this if you're at Hogwarts too.
Don't take this the wrong way, but I don't know why guys have to act all macho around everyone. Wouldn't your life be so much easier if you just talked about your emotions? That's a stupid question, isn't it?
I thought it was really beautiful, what you wrote about flying. It'd be pretty cool to be able to escape. I think you're really lucky that you can do that practically anytime you want.
I think reading's my escape. It just takes you to a whole other world. And yes, I'm a bookworm, I admit it. It sucks too, because people just judge you and automatically think I'm boring and smart and everything just because I'd rather read then giggle over all the boys at Hogwarts.
I can't believe you have a tree-monkey called Snitch. No, wait, I can. You really love Quidditch.
Like I said, I'm hopeless at Quidditch but I was always hopeless at all sports, even muggle ones.
Red
Red,
Are we going to keep writing all through the night? Because then I'll know you're the girl with dark circles under your eyes.
I like reading too, but nobody really knows that. It's not very cool to like books, like you said.
It's cool that you do read whenever you want, I kind of envy you, I could never do it. My whole life is practically a façade, you know, I always have to be acting, putting up a front for everyone.
Every book I own is stuffed under my bed.
I'm sure you're not hopeless at sports. Most people who are hopeless just don't know how to play the game properly.
And you're not boring, but I feel kind of guilty here, because if you are a bookworm I have probably labelled you boring in the past. But you've probably labelled me too.
And in public, I'm probably not going to stop labelling you, because like I said, my life's practically about image, and there's this front I have to put up for everyone.
You're really lucky you can just be yourself.
And please, write back to me tomorrow night, because I'm honestly falling asleep as I write this. Never tell anyone that, because it's only 1am.
Prongs
Lily,
The
fountains mingle with the river,
And the rivers with the ocean,
The winds of heaven mix forever
With a sweet emotion;
Nothing in the world is single;
All things by law divine
In one another's being mingle;--
Why not I with thine?
See
the mountains kiss high heaven
And the waves clasp one another
No sister flower would be forgiven
If it disdained its brother;
And sunlight clasps the earth,
And the moonbeams kiss the sea;
What are all these kissings worth
If thou kiss not me?
James
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There, it's all pretty and done. The poem's by...um…Percy Shelley and it's called 'Love's Philosophy.'
review time…
armeeta: I know the letter's sweet, and he will mean it someday.
Ruth3:Thanks, but evil? Is that a good thing, in any way?
Dutch Lily Flower: Yes, poor, poor Lily. I feel very evil, all the crap that happens to Lily is this story. But some crap is going to happen to James, so it'll even out.
Star19: Thanks, I'm happy you like it.
Paruety Redal: You can have more. In fact, if you're reading this, you've already had more.
JerseyGirl03: Of course they're all going to fall in love. That's how L/J works, isn't it?
BastsCleopatra: Thanks, but everyone's personalities get more and more complicated.
Chocolate Taco: James is evil. very evil. No, not really. He's just showing off to his friends. I liked that letter too. I like the poem I put in this one.
.:*DrAgOnFlY*:.: yeah, it's all going to be letters. And I know it would make a cool normal story, but I've written a lot of Normal stories and I wanted to write a non-normal story. Ok?
Willow23: If bestest isn't a word, then something is terribly wrong with the world. NAd buying stuff is a very good idea, but I'm kind of broke because my parents cut off my allowance. (not my fault! I swear! ok, it kind of is…)
StarWars-Freak: Thanks, I wrote more.
CrazyStarz: Ooh, I'm a muse, yay.
Day-Dreaming Rhiannon: Yes, why are you laughing at me? It's very unfair, you know.
alily: Yeah, the whole story's going to be written through letters, I already told someone else this, I wrote some normally written stories, and now I want to write one that's different.
Missy: Thanks, you review everything I do, don't you? I couldn't write a love letter, ever.
Fanciful Sovereign: Thanks, I'm glad it was believable.
Cecilia Orechio: I had actually planned it all along that he'd call her Lilian because that's what he assumed Lily was short for, and she'd get mad at him. It was kind of to show how much he really doesn't know her at all.
Faith456: I did.