Dear James,
I started writing these letters to you. Mainly because I don't know what this feeling is that I feel when I'm around you. I remember the first time we met. I was walking to class and I bumped into you and dropped my books. You helped me pick them up. I kept apologizing over and over and you kept telling me to stop apologizing. My awkward self last year. But in case you don't know who I am yet, here's a hint. The only Slytherin who you ever became friends with. Well, that's all I have to say.
Love,
The Slytherin girl who you're friends with
I tucked away the letter into a secret drawer of mine that I put enchantments on so nobody but me could open it.
I skipped to the Great Hall only to see James Potter with his arm around Lily Evans. Lily had a scowl on her face but it still tore me apart. I ran out of the Great Hall and into Moaning Myrtle's bathroom. I felt salty tears slide down my face and just then I realized what I was feeling for James.
Love. I loved James Potter.
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Letters To You (James Potter)
FanfictionCasey White loved James Potter. She sent letters to him once, maybe twice a month. Her love for him started in 3rd year, so did his love with Lily Evans. She knew they would probably never be together. But she dreamed they would.
