SO this happened to me. It was awful.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, just the plot
Warnings: Valentine's sadness
I thought it would be perfect. I thought it would be appreciated. I just wanted him to feel special on Valentines Day.
I had bought my "best friend" a stuffed turtle and a chocolate rose for Valentines Day. When I gave it to him though, I told him that it was from a random girl in the hall, who had black hair. Everyone continuously asked who sent it to him, but I held up my lie. I even had Rose in on it! But it didn't matter, because he kept asking me who it was. I found myself lying more and more. At first, I said that the girl's first name started with M and then I said her last name started with S! I thought it would be obvious that it was me, because my initials are the opposite! Luckily, he isn't that sharp.
His best friend, Louis and I sit together in Potions class. Naturally, Louis wouldn't let it go either, and hounded me to tell him. At some point, I broke down and told him that it was me all along! I gave up and wrote a note to the object of my affections saying it was me, but I couldn't send it! I sat and almost cried because bloody Louis was making me feel like garbage (not to mention, there was a threat to burn my turtle).
"He told me at lunch that he doesn't like you any more because you went with Rose and changed" Louis told me. Of course I changed! Everyone changes. These fucking assholes don't understand me at all! Rose does though, Rose is my best friend and no low-life piece of shit is going to change my mind!
I finally sent the note after class in hopes of being at least a little bit understood. I apologized but I don't think he was having it. He said it was ok but I don't think it was ok.
And shit.
I'm still "friends" with him.
A/N: Just a little oneshot about how I'm feeling right now. Happy Valentines Day!