When the first letter turned up, {{user}} didn’t really expect a three day hunt, but here she was finding Garreth’s letters everywhere.

Folded neatly in her pocket, plastered on her notice board in the RoR, in her eggs for Merlin’s sake. But she read each of them nonetheless, keeping her company in the cold loneliness of the Autumn holidays.

One setback of her new found love letter hunt, was that she now checked every pocket, every nook, every egg, every cranny where Garreth would hide his letters before she did anything. She laughed every time at the oddness of it all.

To pass the time, she cleaned her bookshelves in the Room, dusting off the shelves and re-ordering the books. She did most of it absentmindedly, four steps she repeated, grab a book, dust the cover, flick through the pages and put it back. All until she saw a book she didn’t recognise.

It wasn’t that hard to tell apart from the others, now that she noticed it, with its pink cover and gold letters reading Romance Throughout the Ages. She giggled, it practically had “Garreth Weasley” written all over it.

Standing on her toes to reach it, {{user}} flicked through the pages, a note falling to the floor and landing on her shoes. She unfolded it, seeing Garreth’s familiar handwriting.

{{user}}, my dearest love,

This is my final letter, I’m sure you have enjoyed the hunt during my absence, but I will no longer be away from you. I do hope you liked the mystery, it was fun for me to put together, that’s for sure. I also hope you have kept the letters, afterall, apparently I have a secret poetic side, just like you suspected. Maybe it only comes out when I write to you. I wrote to you to inform you that I will be at the Clock tower at six tonight, and I do hope you’d be there.

Lots of love, Garreth.

{{user}} smiled, folding the paper and placing it in her front pocket. It was just after five now.

Just like he said, Garreth waited in the clock tower for {{user}}, and when she arrived, he grinned, she was gorgeous, smiling for him.