[✓ ] love, me. ❥ james potter

27 of september, 1976

dear james,

i saw you reading my letter in the great hall this morning.
which brought some form of relief upon me.
knowing you recieve, and proceed to read, my letters.
i like to think you anticipate them,
but i know i'm just fooling myself into thinking so.
i hope you don't view me as some sort of stalker.
that would be dreadful.
it's just that,
i can't seem to be able to take my eyes off of you.
you're just the epitome of beauty.
you absolutely radiate
positivity,
happiness,
comfort,
warmth,
loyalty,
and my personal favorite;
love.

love, a girl who hopes she's not a creep.

~~~

as james read the familiar ruby red handwriting, he found himself smiling. this girl, whoever she was, did not make one comment about how she like staring at him because he was physically attractive, oh no, she looked within.
"what the bloody hell are you smiling at, prongs? parchment is not as entertaining as me." sirius black, james' best mate, spoke through a mouthful of toast.
"nothing it's just a... letter." james spoke through his grin as he folded the letter along it's already formed creases, and gingerly stuck it back within it's envelope.