A/N: I wrote this after seeing SM3. It is based in the Movieverse, obviously. Most of this will take place during SM1 but there are a few chapters that take place post-SM3. Most questions will be answered by the end, but if anyone gets too confused, e-mail me your questions. I DO NOT OWN MARVEL COMICS, SONY, COLUMBIA PICTURES OR ANY OTHER PERSONS, THEMES, OR BRAND NAMES THAT MAY BE MENTIONED IN THE CONFINES OF THIS FANFIC!
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Fire and Ice
Harry Norman Osborn
1983-2007
Allison James stared at the writing on the stone. She couldn't believe something like this had happened. She had known Harry most of her life. He had been her classmate, her boss, and finally, her friend, but now he was gone.
AJ heard a rustle behind her. She reluctantly turned from Harry's grave to see Mary Jane Watson coming up the path behind her. AJ ducked behind a nearby tree, hidden from the approaching Mary Jane, and watched as she left a bouquet of pink daisies on Harry's grave. "I love you, Harry," she whispered.
AJ's hands clenched into fists. She and Mary Jane were polar opposites, like fire and ice. She had always disliked Mary Jane, but she despised her now. Every day for years, she'd had to listen to MJ this and MJ that, never AJ. Her great strides at Oscorp had taken a back seat to Mary Jane's shallow pursuits onstage. She had stolen Harry's affections from her for far too long, and now, although AJ was still now quite sure how, Mary Jane Watson was responsible for his death.
Mary Jane was gone now. AJ stood between the graves of Harry and his father. Tears flooded her eyes as she turned to the grave of Norman Osborn, her original boss. He had given her a chance when so many others would not. She placed a single white rose on his grave and turned back to Harry, weeping bitterly.
Harry...he had been so much more to AJ than he had ever known - or ever would know. AJ gently stroked the red rose in her hand before dropping it on the grave. This never should have happened she thought angrily.
