It's my first story, so I'm sorry if it's not verry good. Anyway, I hope you like it.
It's tough being everyone's second choice. Being always in the shadow, watching someone else in the spotlight…
I guess I became Harry's friend because I thought it would make me popular. I thought girls would notice me if they knew I was the best friend of The-boy-who-lived. I thought people would treat me with respect and admiration.
None of that happens. Sure, girls come to me, but it's only to get to him. And people treat me like an insignificant joke.
All of this makes me furious. And I know it's not his fault, but I started to hate Harry for this. It's not rational, but a part of me wants to hurt him for having fame, and popularity and everything I want so badly, without even trying. The worst is, he doesn't even want it. It fills me up with anger and resentment and hate. It just really makes me want to make him pay.
And I just thought of a way to do it…
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