A/N: This was written for The New Ultimate Taylor Swift Contest in HPFC. It is based off of the song I Knew You Were Trouble by Taylor Swift and was also written for the Honeydukes competition in HPFC, also. It is for the Pepper Imps Category. I really hope you enjoy. I watched the video for I Knew You Were Trouble and got a whole lot of inspiration.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own HP, JKR does.
It's been over for a while now. It all comes back in flashes. But you never do.
You saw me from across the room. You were sitting on the other end of the café, staring at me. I looked over at you. I didn't know what to expect. You picked up your drink and came over to where I was sitting. You looked at me. Asked me some questions. We instantly connected in a way I never had before. I didn't expect it to happen the way that it did. Everything just moved so fast. So unexpected.
Two weeks later we were driving down the highway. You decided to take a risk. I still had my hands on the wheel. You undid your seatbelt. I asked you what you were doing. You didn't answer, or open your mouth, until you were standing on the car seat of my convertible. Screaming at the top of your lungs. I stared at you, astonished. I knew you brought out the wild side in me, but sometimes, you were so gentle and kind, I didn't see it in you.
I was in your room. I knew it was a risk, but I knew you brought it out of me. We talked forever. We always could. It shocked me how much we had in common. You'd never think it on the outside looking in, though. It was the first time I'd been in your room. Everything was so dark and green. I guess I half expected that part, you being a Slytherin and all. I knew what we were about to do might have been totally wrong. Especially here, but I really didn't care. We were totally in love. Or so I thought.
I used to stare at you from across the hall, in class, when I was with my friends. You were so mysterious, intriguing, unique, different. Part of me wanted to know more, the other part wanted to stay away. I don't know what made it easier when I fell for you to trust you, believing that I knew about the real you, or the excitement that came from being with someone that was so mysterious.
We had been together for months when it happened. You brought me to see a band you liked at The Three Broomsticks. We were having a great time. I went aside to go get us some butterbeer, and when I came back. I saw you. With her. I was shocked. I dropped both of the glasses in my hands. You were so caught up in kissing her that you didn't even notice me. I was speechless. Tears didn't hit my cheeks until I was outside.
You didn't even call after that. In retrospect, I think I saw it coming. I knew from the beginning that it probably wouldn't last, but I fooled myself into thinking that it could. I should have seen the devil in you, but when it's staring at you with an angelic smile; it's hard to look past the surface. But I don't think it's you that I'm really mad with. It's myself. For thinking this could work.