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Love. What a strange thing it is, isn't it? So mysterious and complicated. But so full of emotions and whatnot. Mother always tells us to not exhibit our emotions to people. To bury them in the darkest corners of our hearts. They are a weakness, she says, just like love. I doubt she knows anything about love. She got married to her cousin after all. And evidently, they aren't very happy, no matter how much they try. But she is against love of any kind. She has warned us against it and continues to do so.
But what oh what can a poor fourteen-year-old boy do when a certain fourteen-year-old werewolf with a questionable affinity for chocolate trods into his life? I still remember the first time I met him, in this very dorm, four years ago. Then he was a lot shorter than me, he was flowing in his large jumpers and looked rather timid. I had liked him at once. At first, he was rather reserved and mostly kept to himself but then I, James, and Pete slowly pulled him out of his shell and the boy in there was the most wonderful person I had ever met.
There is just something different about him, isn't it? I know we are all wizards but there is something distinctly magical about him. Like, he IS magic. His eyes are magic, his skin is magic, his hair is magic, his beautiful scars are magic. He is made of magic. I've been in living in this wizarding world for all my life and yet I've never come across someone so magical.
Yesterday was a full moon. Today he came back in the evening, covered in scars and bruises. I hate seeing him in pain. I'm sure James and Peter do too. The moon looks so beautiful but the thought that it could hurt m̶y̶ our Remus so badly is just enraging. If I could steal the moon and throw it away, I would. I would go to the ends of the world for him. The world doesn't need a moon that would hurt someone so pure anyway.
I could see him lying on that hospital bed, his eyes shut tightly and something in my heart hurt. Every time something bad happens to him, my heart hurts even more. Maybe our souls are one? Bloody hell, I sound like a sap, don't I? But Merlin knows the effect he has on people. If he wished to, he can turn the land into water and the sky to the ground.
But is it natural for me to even like him in.. that.. way? I'm not a girl and he is not one either. Is it really possible for me like him romantically? Is it even legal? Am I a criminal? Am I queer? I've heard Aunt Druella say that queer people burn in hell. That when they die they don't go to heaven and suffer torture at the hands of the devil. What if I-
No. No. Certainly not.
I'm not a queer person. It's just that I find him beautiful. I'm sure James and Pete do too. Is there anyone who can find him not beautiful? What with his green eyes and golden brown hair and shy smile. The thing is, he is not just beautiful on the outside, he is beautiful on the inside too. Beneath his calm countenance is a mischievous boy with the mind of a devil and what can be more charming than that? I'm certainly not in love with him. I'm just appreciating the beautiful things in life. Surely, people don't go to hell for that!
Going to heaven,
S.O.B