Short and not sweet. No happy ending here. Sorry but this is one scene that has been running around in my head for a couple weeks and needed to be purged. Trying to write again but the whole soul sucking life thing has buggered that up.
Standing here should have been the happiest moment in my life. Instead i feel as though my very soul was torn out of my body. She looks so beautiful and i am here a fool, a fool who refused to see her confession for what it was.
She stands there promising herself to a man that she confessed to me was not the one she is in love with.
She asked me if i ever felt any more for her then her being my pupil or as her mentor.
I told her "No."
I lied, and now she is gone. Standing there saying the vowels that will take her away from me forever and i am too scared to say a word.
Instead i turn around and walk away with tears running down my face. I can hear them speaking about me as i pass them but i no longer care.
Taking one last look behind me i apparate from the grounds and into my own misery.