The letters she never received - Part 2

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I dreamt I was in the wizarding world of Harry Potter

Submitted: March 07, 2017

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Submitted: March 07, 2017



Dear clarinton

Last night I dreamt I was in the wizarding world of Harry Potter. It felt so real and this is what I remember.

The first time I saw you, it was on platform 9 ¾ at Kings Cross Station in London. I couldn’t believe my eyes because I had never seen such a beauty in my muggle life, and for a second I thought you were one of those Veela’s from the quidditch world cup.

There you stood looking so lovely in your pink cloak. It appeared like I was under the Imperio Curse, you controlling my every being. 

I couldn’t breathe and my wand slipped through my fingers as I constantly watched you pass beside me. I felt like a wizard high on “Liquid Luck”. We got acquainted over some butterscotch at the flying cauldron.

Later that afternoon, you showed up with your crazy friend Luna Lovegood, I thought she was kinder cute, pointing out and shouting “Oh, look, a blibbering humdinger!”  “That was funny, right?”  She even sounded mildly interested in our long conversation.

I’m sorry if I offended you by making fun of the boy who lived, honestly there isn’t anything special about him anyway.

I hope you know I really meant it when I said if "He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named" ever came back, I would stand beside you and protect you from every spell the dearth eaters throw at you.

I might not be as brave or strong as mad-eye moody, but surely, I do have a mad-eye for you.  I swear I could drink “love portion” everyday just to fall in love with you over and over.

At times, it feels like we are under an invisibility cloak where the world is Obliviated. When we are holding hands, not even a curse like Expelliarmus can separate us.

If i had to look into the Mirror of Erised, all I could see is us growing old together. You have Alohomorat my heart, opened it up like a golden snitch and if I can’t be with you then I would rather be in Azkaban than watch you walk away from my life.

Yours truly 

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