She was just a girl. Mile-long legs, heart-shaped mouth that seemed forever tinted red, long tawny hair that seemed as if it had never seen a brush in its life, and that laugh, that infectious laugh that could be heard around every corner.
He was just a boy, that knowing smirk always plastered on his face, the way his dark gray eyes could bore into the depths of your heart and one look in a girls direction could send her poor knees quaking with want.
Together they were just a mess, the most dysfunctional pair with their constant squabbling, yelling themselves hoarse and words that could cut each other deep. Everyone knew to stay clear of them, give them space whilst shaking their heads. Why didn't they just shag and get it over with already? Merlin knew the pair of them were just itching to get into each others knickers. But that wasn't the point.
He infuriated her, with the way he could make almost any girl swoon with that velvety voice of his and those waggling suggestive brows of his. The way he could talk his way out of anything, most teachers loved him and even when he did receive detention, it was nothing as severe as it should be.
She drove him mad, the way her hips swayed when she walked, making every blokes eyes in the room follow her, desire written in their gaze. The way she bit her lip when she was concentrating, hand moving the quill against the parchment with small scratches, the noise reminding him that she rather focus on her assignment then pay any attention to him.
He made her feel wanted, the way he would hold her in his arms, brushing the auburn strands away from her head before placing a soft kiss on her temple. The way he whispered in her ear that everything would turn out alright, that it had to for the only way from down was up.
She made him feel good, not unwanted like the rest of his family. The way she assured him he was doing the right thing by running away from those blood supremacists, choosing his own path. The way she would lay next to him, tracing patters along his forearm and tell him he was doing the right thing by wanting to join the order, to stand up for what he believed in.
He made her feel secure, safe and sound, the way he would promise her he would return to her time and time again. That he would make the world a safe place for her to live in. The way he was always putting others before himself, trying to make the world what it used to be, just for her.
She made his heart rip into two, the way he found her cold body on the floor. Bleak eyes unseeing the way his body crumbled beside and gripping her hand tightly. She made him cry out in anguish, the sound soul shattering as the one thing in the world that he thought would never be touched by this cruel world was ripped from him, never to return to again.
And she watched from the Heavens, the one thing she had loved soley in this lifetime, whispering in his air though he couldn't hear her, that they would meet again some day. Trying to tell him, praying that he would listen, to be strong, be brave and that she had always loved him.