Hi guys! Please go easy on me, this is my first story! I know it's really short, butttttt, I am working on something at the moment. Don't get your hopes up, because not much has been written, and I plan on it being long, and the piece of technology it is on is currently broken, so, nothing soon. Back to this, here is the key for each POV:
Draco
Harry
Both
Anyway, please review, leave me feedback, and I want constructive criticism! Enjoy! :3
Maybe I love you, so what? Even though I know you'll never love me back. The funny thing is, I don't care. If I were make you love me, you'd hurt. You'd be unhappy, because you can't love me. Because you love her. I know she's good for you. And I have tried, so hard to get over you, believe me. There were times I just wished someone would obliviate me, just to forget you. I got engaged, still am engaged, just to pull myself away. But that was when I liked you. Now, I am so compleely, earth-shatteringly in love with you. Every since the day you saved my life in the Room of Requirement, though I know you don't like to think about that. And now, every day, I see you, working with me. We became friends when we saw each other for the first time after The Battle, both of us on the first day of the Auror Training Program. You're right across from me, right now. You're scribbling away at the masses of paperwork we get given. I love the way you look when you work. You scrunch up your nose whe you're thinking to hard and you look up, revealing those beautiful green eyes, which I have many-a-time lost myself in. Sometimes you catch me looking, and I swear to myself, for just a moment, that you know. But then I realise you couldn't possibly. So yeah, maybe I love you, so what? I wouldn't change a thing.
If only you knew, Draco, how I felt about you. I've loved you for so long. Ever since I saw the real you, when I saw you hesitate in the task you were given by Voldemort. I can't even think about it. You're the first person I think about when I wake up, and the last before I go to bed. It isn't fair to Ginny, really. But you're happy with Astoria, and that's all I want. Anyone who's ever been in love knows that their first priority is the other persons happiness. I can't tell you, and risk ruining our friendship. I know it was a shakey start. I swear, you nearly hexed me on that first day of the Auror Training. But over the past 3 years, I have fallen so hard, and I am so happy just being in love with you. Being in this moment, right now. I can see you, out of the corner of my eye. Sometimes, I look up, and I see you, and you're so beautiful. Sometimes we look up at the same time, and our eyes meet, and the look on your face gives me hope that perhaps, somehow, you felt the same way. But I know it could never happen, and I just want to cry. Sometimes I do. And then Ginny puts her arms around me, under the impression that I'm still traumatised from The Battle, and tells me that it's all going to be okay, and I feel so guilty for wishing that it could be. For wishing Ginny and I had never happened. For wishing you loved me.
Maybe it was just never meant to be...
Thank you for reading, and I say again - Review, please! :3
