Hey, this is just a short thing I wrote in the middle of class. I was quite bored. Anyway, it's slightly based on this guy I used to like. I really liked him, but he turned out to be a dumb ass so…yeah…. moving on. Please read and review.

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Is it me?

By Hermione Potter a.k.a. Kasumi Sakura Ketchem

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I never really understood why. No matter how much I cared about him, no matter how much I was there for him, he never saw me as anything more than a regular friend.

I could say that it didn't bother me, but that would be a lie. The truth is I've tried to stop caring so much. That's not to say I don't care. I love him.

He's just the best person I've ever met. The more I try to distance myself from him, the more I seem to like him. It just wasn't fair.

Yes, he is what many girls would call 'hot,' but that's not why I love him. I don't love him for his brilliant green eyes or his mesmerizing smile. I don't love him because he's the Boy Who Lived. I don't love him because he's the Quidditch Captain or Head Boy.

The truth is, I don't love him for what he does or what he doesn't do. I just love him.

Too bad he doesn't love me back. At least, I don't think he does.

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A/N: I was actually quite angsty while writing this. Even if it doesn't shine through, the angst is there. Please read and review…I know it's short.