Disclaimer: Unfortunately, the characters mentioned in these letters, except Katrina, aren't mine. I'm still trying to get over it.
A/N: I am sooooooooooooooooo, so, so sorry it took me so long to update, I've been horribly, horribly busy and out of time. Anyway, enjoy.
August 15
Dear Harry,
I had another dream about you, except this time we were in New York.
When I opened my eyes, I was on the 'fairy' to the Statue of Liberty. You were standing next to me. You smiled and said, "I've always wanted to come here. The Dursleys came here once but the left me with our neighbor and her cats. I'm glad to be here now though, with you."
I shivered slightly, and you took off your coat put it around my shoulders. "Thank you," I had said. We stayed silent for a long time before I spoke again and I asked you what was going on, what you were doing in my dreams (not that I didn't like it).
"Because you still need me," you said, wrapping your arm around my waist. "And as long as you still need me, I'll be here."
"How will you know when I don't need you anymore?" I asked. "Because as far as I'm concerned I'll always need you."
You laughed. "You won't always need me. One of these days, you'll move on and be able to get over the fact that I'm gone, but until then, I'll always be here when you need me."
"When will that be?" I asked though I hoped it wasn't any time soon.
"You'll know. Let's not talk about it though, okay? Let's just have fun while were here."
"How'd we get here anyway?"
"You must have thought about it. We only go where you think about. And frankly, I'm really glad you thought of here."
You took my hand and led me off the boat onto the island. No one else was with us and it was rather romantic. Laughing, we took the stairs up to the top of the statue, reaching it completely out of breath.
"It's beautiful," I said as we lean out, looking at the city lights.
"Yeah, beautiful," you said. I turned to see you staring at me, a cute look on your face.
I rolled my eyes at you smiling and I told you that you were the corniest boy I've ever known.
You grinned happily. "Yeah, but you like me corny like I like you crazy."
I frowned and told you that I wasn't too crazy. You rolled your eyes though. "Most of the time you are. But like I said, I like you crazy. You always make me smile."
I grinned then and said that I suppose your corniness makes me smile too. You wrapped your arm around my waist again, pulling me close.
I woke up smiling this time. Maybe because I knew that I'd see you again soon. Maybe not tomorrow night, maybe not the night after that. But as long as I have my dreams, I have my Harry.
Love,
Katrina.