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I looked up into her dark eyes, pleading for her to stay.
She looked down on me with disgust and pity, two emotions I couldn't bear to see.
"Angie," I whispered, "don't go." She looked at me and then turned away. I could see tears forming in the corners of her eyes. I tried again. "Don't leave me like Siri did…I don't think I could bear losing another person that I care about. I…I can't survive here alone." I looked down. "I can't survive them without you."
We used to sneak around and meet up all over the school. I was in love with the secrecy, the adrenaline rush that was our relationship. And her? She loved me, Merlin knows why. For me and not who my family was.
I've known Angie since I came to Hogwarts, at the tender age of eleven. Her parents were Harold and Evelyn Potter. She was James Potter's little sister. She was best friends with a mudblood, making her name dark in any self-respecting Slytherin's book. These were all valid reasons why I should hate her. But, sometime in the midst of all the hating, all the fighting, I fell deeply and madly in love with her. She cared about me, dark family or not. One mark on my forearm shouldn't change that.
I got up from the couch and slowly made my way towards the door where she stood, trunk packed and coat in hand. Once I reached her, I cupped her cheek in my hand, silently begging her to change her mind. I knew I didn't deserve to stand this close to her but it was my last resort.
She looked back at me with her soft chocolate eyes and the tears started to fall in torrents. Her entire body began to wrack with sobbing. I immediately wrapped my arms around her in a tight hug, stroking her long ebony hair away from her face. "Shhh," I whispered. "Angel, my sweet Angel."
Her sobbing finally slowed. She turned her head away from my pleading eyes. "While you follow you family Reggie, we can never be." She let out one last sob. "I'm sorry." She looked at me again, this time with defiance in her eyes. She took one step back from my embrace and whispered to herself, "I don't know how Sirius did it." She turned and walked out.
"I love you." I whispered.
She heard me and stopped. She turned. Smiled. She slowly walked back to me and kissed me softly. She looked up into my eyes and said these words that will haunt me the rest of my life:
"If you loved me, you wouldn't break me like this."
And then she was gone.
I was going to keep this as a one-shot, but I'm not sure if I should make it a full length story or not. Comments? Ideas? Review review REVIEW…please? :P