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Her name was Carter Mason.
She was strange.
She was different.
She was a freak.
But I couldn't get her off of my mind.
Unlike most girls she had blonde hair with black and pink highlights.
Unlike most girls you can hear her singing Ignorance is your new best friend.
Unlike most girls she argued with Professor McGonagall when she said chocolate was the best.
Unlike most girls she had multiple piercings.
But that didn't matter I still couldn't get her out of my mind.
Her favorite color was alazarin crimson.
Her favorite song was Brick by Boring Brick by a muggle band called Paramore.
Her favorite drink was Stewart's Orange n' Cream.
Her favorite food was a hamburger, with A1 sauce, and almost everything on it.
I still couldn't get her off my mind.
When she laughed her nose wrinkled up.
When she smiled her dimples showed.
When she cried she barley made a noise.
When she was studying for a test her hair would be in a braid.
When she watched a game of Quidditch her cheers were the only ones I heard.
When someone asked why she acted the way she does she replies, "Guess what honey I'm a freak."
But I loved that freak even if she only thought of me as a friend.
But one day I told that freak, just what she means to me.
I told her I loved her.
I told her I loved her freakish ways.
I told her I didn't care what other people though.
I told her I wanted her to love me back.
I told her I wanted to get my feelings off my chest.
I told her I still wanted to be friends because I knew she didn't love me back.
And you know what that freak did.
She said, "Guess what honey I'm a freak, and I'm your freak."
And you know what we did.
We kissed.
A sweet and simple kiss between Carter Mason and Hugo Weasley.
She was a freak but she was my freak.
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