Authors note: Okay so I don't really know what this is. I was in the middle of a multi-chapter when I just couldn't write anymore and I started something new and this turned out. Hope you like it even though it's pretty random.
Disclaimer: I own neither Harry Potter nor any of its characters.
She didn't realise. She never really did. She thought she didn't matter, but the thing was that she just mattered more than she realised. To everyone. She saw herself as some useless person who nobody could truly like, but instead she was someone that everyone loved, someone who could get along with everyone, but the way things in life are, she didn't realise it. She was amazing, she really was, the perfect friend, companion, everything... But then she began to change. I don't think she realised it herself. No one really realised it either. They didn't know what had happened or how she had changed, but they just knew that she had. That's when others started to seem to be more distant. She was just being herself, or what she thought to be anyways, until she realised that some people weren't really talking to her and the only difference she saw in them was that they didn't talk to her and didn't hang out with her anymore. She didn't see, or maybe she just didn't want to see that fragile piece of shining soul she held of theirs which was now so coiled and dark and twisted. She didn't see their change in an overall attitude, or a change in the way they behaved, or carried themselves, but just that they stopped talking to her. That was all. So she tried to ask, to get to know what was wrong, saying that she was thought too unimportant, but what she didn't seem to see was that this was all because of her, wether she meant to, or not, but it was all still her. She was the one they had talked to, told everything to, but then they felt betrayed, and he saw. They felt replaced and isolated and pushed away. They were the ones who felt unimportant and while she thought that that person who was damaged was her, she didn't realise just how damaged the other person was, just because she couldn't reach out to them. They didn't blame her for that, they didn't blame her for anything really, but they just found it easier to stay away from her, to escape that feeling of being a part of things, but not truly fitting in, they just of in it easier to run away. Simply to run away.
