Serendipity

2: Come On, Skinny Love

Harry
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12 July 1994

Dear Sirius,

You told me to write to you whenever I had a problem. You said I could talk to you about anything. I suppose I'm banking on that right now, because I really need some advice.

Of course, asking for advice on this particular subject would mean I'd have to tell you a secret... And woah, is it a big one. I haven't even told it to Ron or Hermione yet. I guess I'm just worried about what they'll think of me.

Of course, I'm a bit worried how you'll think of me once you find out. In fact, if you're not all right with it, could you do me a favour and pretend this letter never happened? Just toss it and not respond?

Well, I suppose we've now gotten to the point where I might as well reveal the secret. There's really no other way to work out the problem, is there? You know me, though; I won't just up and say it. I can only hope you get my meaning from the rest of this letter. Well, here goes nothing, I guess...

There's a boy.

But he isn't just any boy, oh no. He's... something really special. I don't really get what makes him so special. Maybe it's the way his whole face lights up when he smiles, or his truly infectious laugh, or how intelligent he is, or - oh, I really don't know!

All I know is I've got something for him and it's bugging me quite a bit. I thought I hated him. I should hate him! I mean, he's a Slytherin, and - even worse - a Malfoy. I should hate him, but everything about him drives me wild, and not in the bad way!

I get so... flustered when he's around. That's the only way I can think to put it! Even when he pokes fun at me, I can't help but enjoy it. The way he'll say "Potter" - even with that signature sneer of his, I just can't help that odd fluttery feeling in my stomach. And when we bump into each other - even accidentally - well I swear, I sometimes run into him on purpose just to feel his skin touch mine! I find myself dreaming of him at nights now: his voice, his touch, his lips - oh, I've never wanted to kiss someone that badly!

I just... don't understand what's going on here. I thought he'd always be my enemy, but it seems lately that he's the only one I want. I'm not even sure anymore whether I want advice on what to do about him or just for you to tell me it's a meaningless phase I'll grow out of. I'm really worried here...

Please write me back soon.

From,

Harry