Maybe I just spoke the reasons. Opposites attract and we are the biggest opposites I know of. The thought about being rivals for life intrigued us and we couldn't help but want to get our hands dirty in each other. We had trouble understanding each other and where the other was coming from but we pretended we didn't care.
I never meant to be like this. At first it was nothing; you were nothing. I was simply curious; everything about you contradicted everything about me. Was that really so wrong? Everyone around us thinks it was wrong.
I'm not sure I care any more, but what does that matter? We are poised against each other, ready for battle. I may care for you but do not think I won't whip you with my wand; metaphorically speaking, of course. In a situation where it is my life against yours I would ultimately choose me.
iIn the midst of the large, chaotic crowd stood a couple, wands at the ready. Their eyes met and uncertainty showed through. Neighter wanted to strike the other but it would inevitably happen.
"I'm sorry," He said just loud enough for her to hear over the roar of the dueling.
"I know," She replied, completely comfortable with her surroundings, "I am, too."
There was a pause as the boy threw himself at the ground to avoid a spell. She could have taken advantage of this moment but she didn't. She waited for him to look back at her, one knee on the ground in line with his foot.
"I love you." He said deftly but plain as day. He didn't bother to keep his voice down; he hoped someone around them heard his words.
She faltered. He wasn't supposed to say that. "I love you, too." She murmured, too low for him to hear before she closed her eyes for barely a second and summoned all the courage in her body, "Avada Kedavra!"/i
Maybe this confuses you because I have said, 'I love you.' What you do not know is that there is more at stake than just me. There is another human growing slowly inside my body.
