For captain_sharrie

Lizzie,

How are you?

It's been so long since I've written to you that I don't even know what to say. I think if we weren't wizards I wouldn't even know how to write a letter. Actually, I know a few muggles who don't know how to write a letter, they'd rather use the telephone.

So, how have you been? I've missed talking to you so much it almost hurts, but not in a good way. Actually, never mind, there is no good way. Actually... I'm not getting into this right now, especially since there's a large chance Sirius is going to read this on accident looking for my History essay later.

So, Lizzie, I think I'll stop asking about you and talk about myself for a change. Classes have been the normal amount of interesting. Yesterday, James had this plan to turn the ceiling of the Great Hall into fireworks instead of clouds. I'm not sure how we are going to accomplish that but if you have any ideas please let me know before the end of the year, James and Sirius are thinking of it as our send-off for this year.

But I probably shouldn't say much more in a letter so easily discoverable. Do you know what might be a good invention? Ink that is only visible to the two people who are writing to one another. Though I suppose Lemon Juice makes for good disappearing ink, so that's already been done. If you figure out a better way to do it, let me know.

Do you know what's so funny about life? It never goes the way you're expecting? Like, I never expected to meet you, not ever, but I did. I never expected to go to Hogwarts, and I did. I never ever expected to be in Gryffindor, to have my friends, to have what I have, and I do. I think fate is weird sometimes. She gives you what you least expect, whether that be good or bad. 

Lizzie, you were good. Great, actually, if I'm going to be totally honest.

It's a bit strange because I think my world got a little brighter when I met you. I really do think that's true and, honestly, I really don't mind who knows it. You are nice, sweet, and you always indulge my weird research topics and random babbling. 

I think I really needed you.

Okay, now that that is on paper forever and will never be spoken about again, I shall bid my adieu.

I miss you every day,

Moony 🌕🌕🌕