Dear James Potter

by Lily Joanne Potter

A love letter from Lily Potter nee Evans to her husband. A/N Before you read, I would like to add that this story has in no way been taken from the movie/book 'Dear John.' even though the titles are very similar. I've never even watched Dear John.

1. Dear James Potter

Dear James Potter - My lover, my husband, my best friend, and my soul mate.

I hate you.

I hate how you always leave the empty milk in the fridge once it's all gone.

I hate that you like to hide one of my socks now and again, and tell me I'm loosing my marbles when I complain I've lost a sock.

I hate how you never screw the top back onto the toothpaste. It sends me mental.

I hate it when you mess my hair in the morning, telling me 'It suits me.' It's like looking at yourself in the mirror, isn't it?

I hate how you sit on the TV remote so I can't change the program.

I hate that you wake up at 7AM just to have a glass of water. Why?

I hate how you leave mud on the carpet when you come home from Quidditch practice. THERE'S A DOORMAT.

But. On the other hand.

I love you.

I love it when you tickle my feet. Okay, that's weird, I know. But still.

I love how every morning, you give out a little gasp, as if to say, 'Is this a dream?' No, its not.

I love that you've stopped ruffling your hair for me. That was annoying.

I love how sometimes you'll pretend to cook tea, when you actually order it from the local takeaway.

I love it when you try to make me laugh with a joke, but when you fail it's funnier.

I love how you act all tough when you're around Padfoot and Remus, when really I know that you're scared of turtles.

I love that you leave sticky notes around the house leading me on a trail, just so I can read the last one that says 'I love you.'

I love how you smell. That smell. That smelly smell that smells... smelly. It's a nice smell.

I love it when you grab my hand under the table, preventing me to eat and to kiss you.

I love it when I wind you up, saying that you're graying. You go all sensitive and pout. You'll always be beautiful to me. Granddad.

I love that you're stubborn. If you hadn't, I would have never had known your favourite cheese is Edam, or how you like to have your grapes pealed. You freak.

Most of all, I love how I fell in love with a completely utterly stupid fool, who'll love me because I am myself, and no one else.

I love you, James Potter, with all my heart and soul.

Forever is a long time, my love. I'm stupid enough to want to spend forever and eternity with you.

Lily Potter.