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"Hey mate! This is my girlfriend, Alice,"

"Hello, it's nice to finally meet Ron's best friend, I absolutely adore you Mr. Potter,"

I looked down at her hand and made my arm move to shake her hand.

"Nice to meet you," I murmured. How could they not notice how fake I sounded?

"So we're gonna go dance a little, meet you after the party, ok?"

I gave a small nod and forced a smile. But on the inside, my heart is breaking. I have had a huge crush on Ron Weasley since the start of our auror training. One could say I loved him. I never told Ron, he's not even gay. But, doesn't he notice the hints I'm giving him, doesn't he notice how I have never dated, because…because I was waiting for him.

I chuckled bitterly, Ron doesn't notice me, I'm invisible to him.

I looked across the room and spotted Ron leaning down to give his girlfriend a kiss on the lips. If I wasn't in public, I would be crying. It felt like my world has shattered, I wanted to escape from this pain. Why can't I just be happy? My heart felt like it was being stomped on as I saw Ron's happy smile, the one that was and never will be directed at me and then I realized something.

Ron was happy…truly happy. That's what I always wanted, isn't it?

I was so determined to get Ron, I went through so much, and when he and Hermoine broke up, I had hope. However, It was quickly crushed when he got a new lover. I stuck by him through thick and thin but Ron never asked for that…did he? He didn't need me; I was just always stupidly following him wherever he went. But I can't always follow him.

The pain will always be there. I remembered back then how I swore to myself that I would never give up on making him fall in love with me. Where am I now?

I was broken out of my thoughts as a cute blonde haired guy touched my arm. He was eyeing me the minute I walked in and he had his hand held out to me. He asked me for a dance.

I said yes.

***** "Giving up doesn't always mean you are weak; sometimes it means that you are strong enough to let go." *****