Dear James [J. Potter]

The Third Letter

Dear James,

I'm not just a writer, I also find pleasure in observing. The lives of those at Hogwarts are beautifully varied. Inspiration sparks me whenever I notice small details in another's life. I do hope that doesn't make me strange.

I've noticed the red haired girl that you seem to love. She's gorgeous, I have to admit that. But then, so are you. It's slight, almost unnoticeable, but she seems to be close to giving in. A few more weeks perhaps, and she'll be yours.

I'm not sad at that fact, life does go on. There's no one but myself to blame if you two end up living a perfect life together while I sit in the sidelines, watching. It's my fault that these letters are not reaching you, and I'm okay with that. While my feelings for you don't seem to wish to disappear in the near future, I've learned to accept this, to accept myself.

If I were someone different, you see, perhaps I would confess my bittersweet feelings to you. But the love I feel for you goes against the law, here in Scotland at least. I'm not some joyous school girl, oh no James. I am a boy. Please don't hate me.

Sincerely, a scared Hufflepuff x