Dear boy wonder,
I've heard Cetus gush about this girl at Beauxbatons, and the way he looked, the dreamy far off look in his eyes. The flush of red that painted his face delicately... That's how it feels. I hate the butterflies. I mean I'm enamored by you that much is clear. It's only been a couple of weeks but, I can already tell that we have all the time in the world. I can't wait to tell you all about the stars in the sky, Boy with the Green Eyes, I just know the impact you'll have on my life will be significant. I am so fortunate to have the opportunity to find friendship, to find some sort of belonging though I myself find it quite humorous it be within the territory of the so-called rival. After our conversation the other night I really thought about what you said. I wish it was as easy for me as it is for you to see the positivity in things. To know you had it difficult but not let that stop you. I want to be like that. To be able to flourish or grow despite being entangled in a thick tangle of thorn branches. It's impossible when there's a cursed danger looming over your name. Ha. I guess you understand that too. We're just two sides of the same coin...
Yours,
The tails of the coin
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dear boy with the green eyes ⁂ golden trio era (UNDER EDITING/REWRITING)
FanfictionHogwarts Year 1-7| 1991 Golden Trio Era "Hey wait, you're the girl I bumped into in Diagon Alley." "I do believe Introductions are in order. I'm Arabella Silvercrest." "Harry Potter." They met by chance, and that one chance led to a lifetime full of...
