So...Not really sure what this is, it's a very different style than anything I've ever done before...
And yeah...so tell me what you think please?
Please review...?
Perfect.
.
It was not a thing.
It was not an object.
.
No.
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Perfect was…
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A series of numbers.
Nine O's for nine O.W.L.s.
Six wins for six Quidditch games.
Ninety five percent and above for all assignments.
Zero detentions.
At least one award for special services to the school.
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Perfect was not…
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An eighty two on a herbology assignment.
An E in Ancient Ruins.
Three hundred and twenty four detentions.
Two suspensions.
One blood traitor friend.
One half-blood friend.
One half-breed friend.
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Perfect was not red lined robes and a Gryffindor crest.
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Perfect was not him.
He was not perfect.
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And when you were a Black and you were not perfect, you got hurt.
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So he got hurt.
And damn did it hurt…
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He tried, he really did.
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He wanted to be perfect, he wanted to make them happy.
He wanted to make them proud, he wanted them to love him…
He wanted it so so much.
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He didn't want to hurt.
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He didn't want to feel that pain.
He really didn't want to feel that pain again.
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But he could never be perfect.
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And it was no fault of his own.
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He just…
.
was not…
.
Perfect.
So yeah...review?
I'm begging you guys...
