Leaving

I knew it was going to happen, and I still acted surprised. "I can't be involved with you anymore." And there it was "We've got to stop seeing each other. We can't be together."

He actually broke up with me three times? I guess he was new to all this… but still. Three times?

I forced a smile. Harry needed to see how strong I was! See? I could even withstand leaving Harry Potter! So now he knew I was brave. Why hadn't he changed his mind yet?

"It's for some stupid, noble reason, isn't it?" I barely pressed into him, making it seem as if this was an every day occurrence.

"It's been like… like something out of someone else's life, these last few weeks with you. But I can't… we can't… I've got things to do alone now."

I stared at him in disbelief. When has being alone helped Harry? He would have been murdered on his first birthday if he hadn't had people by his side! And now he wanted to leave… hunt down Voldemort… by himself???

Oh, but he always had selfless reasons. He would always find a way to get killed for the better of mankind. "Voldemort uses people his enemies are close to. He's already used you as bait once, and that was just because you're my best friend's sister. Think how much danger you'll be in if we keep this up. He'll know, he'll find out. He'll try and get to me through you."

Everything he said could not have been truer, and that made me angry. "What if I don't care?" I forced at him lamely, trying whatever it took to make him see sense.

"I care. How do you think I'd feel if this was your funeral… and it was my fault…"

I had to look away from him, anywhere but his sorry face. I ended up staring into the Black Lake. "I never really gave up on you. Not really. I always hoped… Hermione told me to get on with my life, maybe go out with some people, relax a bit around you, because I never used to be able to talk if you were in the room, remember? And she thought you might take a bit more notice if I was a bit more- myself."

But that was all wasted… Harry broke up with me just three weeks after the kiss. My shortest relationship I'd had in my whole life, and it ended up with the one I was in love with. Too bad he didn't feel the same as I did.

"Smart girl, that Hermione." Oh, she's wonderful, Harry. I'd wanted to talk about her this entire time, even though you'd just ended our relationship three minutes ago… "I just wish I'd asked you sooner. We could've had ages… months… years maybe…"

"But you've been too busy saving the Wizarding world." I actually started to laugh, as if Harry not realizing me until half way through my 5th year was a happy thought. "Well… I can't say I'm surprised. I knew this would happen in the end. I knew you wouldn't be happy unless you were hunting Voldemort. Maybe that's why I like you so much," I mused.

And than he really did leave me. He stood up and walked away, leaving me alone by the Black Lake to finally start breaking down. My unconditional love wasn't good enough for him, I guess.

Bye Harry Potter, The Boy Who Lived, The Chosen One, or whatever the hell every bloody person called you. I hope you didn't kill yourself because I wasn't there, fighting along side you.


okay... that was the shortest story i have ever written! hehehe

i would add more, but my dear mommy just told me that she rented 'the beatles'!

The Beatles calls! bye!

oh, and please review?

i wrote this because i had writers block and couldn't come up with anything for my 2 chapter stories :)

but i think im good now!!! yay!

LUUUUV!

-Maia