We started out rocky, Rose and I. The first day at Hogwarts she actually loathed me. It was simply because of the way our parents were back in school, I guess. For the first four years at Hogwarts we were crude to each other, but then in fifth year Albus accused us of behaving like an old married couple. I think both of us kind of then realized what was happening. In sixth year I finally asked her out, at first my father was appalled. He said he didn't want me dating a mudblood's child. We had a fight and eventually he started to come around.
I thought it'd be easy having a girlfriend, but it isn't – it's actually a lot of work. I tried to be perfect for her. I bought her roses, chocolates, clothes, and various other gifts. She loved them of course, but as our relationship wore on it seemed more like a chore to me, rather than something I liked to do. Everything I did for her, the Quidditch games, the lying, the stealing – it seemed good at the time, but nothing was worth it. Not even her love. I don't believe it makes me real if I just buy her stuff and we are happy. I believe when you love a person you always want to be with them, and when you're not with them you are broken into pieces. I never feel that way. My body is always intact when I'm without Rose, so that's why I'm breaking it off. I love her; but I can live without her.