Short Character Stories (Mainly about Johnny Depp)

Calming Grindelwald (Part 18)

a/n: I've had a bad week this week so this is going to be a story about how I wish my life was with the love of my life, Gellert Grindelwald. #justiceforjohnnydepp #johnnyisourgrindelwald

I curled up in bed and wrapped my arms around my knees as I pressed them against my chest. I sobbed, but tried not to cry many tears as I didn't want my pillow to get soggy. I laid there for a while before hearing a pecking noise coming from my bedroom window. I wiped my eyes, went to the bedroom window and opened it. Instantly a owl flew in.

The owl was white with a mousy brown tummy and wings. In it's beak was a letter. I took the letter from it and noticed the perfect handwriting right away.

Dear my darling, Sarah.

The writing on the envelope said in perfect handwriting. The handwriting looked more like a fancy font on a computer more than real handwriting, but I only knew one person with writing like that. I turned the envelope over and ripped it open.

There was 1 page of writing on it and a few other pages that seeming looked blank. I put the blank pages on my bed while I sat and read the letter itself.

My darling, I hope this letter has found you well... I love and miss you so much and I hope you decide to visit me at Nurmengard soon. I can sense some sadness coming from your previous letter and I want you to know that I'll see you soon for a great surprise. Your lover, Grindelwald. (Over the 'i' in Grindelwald he drew a little Deathly Hallows symbol.)

P.s Look at the other pieces of paper while shining a torch on them.

He added onto the end of the letter.

I didn't quite understand what he meant, but I turned I my bedroom light off, got back into bed and looked into one of my bedside drawers to see if you could find a pen that might have a little touch attached to the end of it. Finally you did and hid under your bed covers to see the secret things Grindelwald had put on the seemingly blank pieces of paper.

The first page I got to had a little 1 written in the bottom right hand corner of it. 'That must mean it goes first'. I thought.

I pressed the on button the the touch and shined it on the blank piece of paper. One the paper was lit up it revealed cute little drawing and poems Grindelwald wrote about me. 

My true love hath my heart, and I have his,
By just exchange one for the other given:
I hold his dear, and mine he cannot miss;
There never was a bargain better driven.
His heart in me keeps me and him in one ...

Next to the poem was a very small yet detailed drawing of my and Grindelwald kissing. It was like fanart of something. 'I never knew he was so talented.' I thought.

My love for you is like the raging sea,
So powerful and deep it will forever be.
Through storm, wind, and heavy rain,
It will withstand every pain 

The next poem was written wonky so I had to turn the paper a little to read it. Next to this poem was a picture of me in a pretty dress. Next the the drawing some writing was added which said, 'At our wedding, my dear.'    My heart pulsed with love for this man. I'd never had something so romantic happen to me before now. I went onto the next piece of paper and it was all much the same as the one before it.

A million stars up in the sky.
One shines brighter - I can't deny.
A love so precious, a love so true,
a love that comes from me to you. 

Next to this poem he drew a little selection of different sized love hearts and coloured them in with different colours such as pink, red and purple. They were so cute and sweet and I couldn't believe a scary wizard could be so cute. I couldn't even imagine him being so sweet and owning silly things like crayons to colour with or fancy pencils to draw with, but I could believe he had a smart mind to write poetry with.

After a while longer of reading, my heart couldn't take this amount of love. The loveliness of this whole thing made me blush and cry with joy rather than of sadness. I wished I could have wrote back to him, but I'd never be able to put my feelings into words that accurately showed him how happy this made me. I finished the other few pages that were left and carefully put the paper back into the envelope for safe keeping. I thin hid the envelope in my bedside drawer and laid in bed, still feeling sad, but at least a little bit happier than before.

THE END

I own none of the poetry written in this story. Also a torch is the same as a flashlight (in England we call them torches). Hopefully my cute little story put a smile on your face as it did for me. It did cheer me up a little bit, but now I'm sad because I wish this was real or that Grindelwald was real so he could make me feel better in real life.