He notices the silent longing written across your face.
He notices the way you glare at your sister when she goes on and on about him to you.
When you start to isolate yourself from your sister. He notices, and knows that's not normal. Since you and your sister were always together. Until your 7th year, when he decides to court her.
As they snog eachother in public, you glare jealously in silence. He notices the way your silent and barely ever talk.
He notices your best friend Pansy glaring and punching him more often than needed.
He notices something is wrong, and he confronts you. "Nothing you'd care about," you mumbled lowly. He sat across from you. "Come on Daphne, please tell me," he tried to give you the puppy dog eyes.
You feel your indifference and hatred start to melt away with just one look from those steel gray eyes. "You. You're what's wrong," you reveal lowly. His eyes widen in shock.
"It was suppose to be me, at first it was always me to you," you tell him lowly, feeling the emotions start to kick in. "I loved you first, and she gets my dream happy ending," you finish bitterly.
He swallows, not knowing what to say. "Daphne, I'm sorry. You know I love you, but this is just how it has to be," he tells you lowly. "Don't I know that better than anyone else?" you reply sarcastically.
After the awkward silence, he leaves. You cry and pray. Wishing that it was you instead of your sister.
Song: Rolling in the deep by Adele