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Mar 05, 2008 03:02

Jamesie-boy, Prongs, The-Love-Of-My-Life ( Read more... )

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mejames March 5 2008, 22:17:53 UTC
I'm sorry my dearest, but your striking handsomeness is too much to resist-- those cool grey eyes, that perfect straight hair that I have always envied, the angular features, the girlish wrists. Who can resist a rebel?? How could I? But to tell you-- what if you had rejected me?

You see why it all had to be kept a secret, of course.

What a relief, that you have not shunned my love! I will meet you tonight, under the elm!

With all my love,
Your James-y Poo

P.S. You might want to keep this from one Lily Evans. Rumor tells me that she thinks I am woefully besmitten with her. It might be a little awkward for her to know the truth.

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mesirius March 5 2008, 22:30:15 UTC
James Potter, you are like the stars in my eyes, the air in my lungs! How could I reject you? It'd be like chopping out my heart and setting it upon a fire for Snivellus to make some potion out of. Very sad. Very wasteful.

Couldn't you see how desperately I loved you? Oh! But all my dreams have finally come true!

I can hardly wait until tonight -- I'll bring something special for you -- and perhaps beforehand, we may dine and wine under moonlight --

Yours devotedly,
Your Ickle Siri-kins

PS: Fear not, for my middle names is Discretion.

PS2: Bollocks on you, my wrists are VERY manly nowadays. Terribly manly. They've got ink on them!

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