Disclaimer: Harry Potter is sadly not mine :'(
AN: Kind of had a writer's block with the other story and this just popped into my head 'cause I've been like totally obsessed with JP/SB stories.
Anyway hope you like.
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EDITED: 2015-06-18
Too Late
Time.
Such a short word. Doesn't look like much. But oh, what an important concept. There's never enough. Always so many things you have to do and never enough time to do the things you want to. When I was younger I always thought I would have forever but now… It's too late. I always thought: I could just tell you tomorrow or the day after that. But I never did. We were best friends. We did everything together. And then she came. I always tried to think of her as the she-devil. But it was hard, you know? She was always so kind and patient and almost never got mad. I couldn't hate her no matter how much I wanted to. And how I wanted to. Because she took you away.
Suddenly instead of late night talks, pranks and raiding the kitchen just the four of us, it was moonlight walks around the lake, snogging in a broom closet and, god forbid, homework. I remember in first year when I would get a letter from my mom and in front of the others I would just laugh and say I was fine. But then at night I would lay in my bed trying to keep my sobs as quiet as possible. But somehow you heard. And you didn't say anything you just came over to my bed and held me until I fell asleep. The next day you were gone and we didn't mention it to the others. But the next time my mom wrote and I was sad you came back. And we developed some sort of routine. Eventually it didn't hurt so much but you would still come and for that I was glad.
The years came and went and we grew closer. We were in sync, knowing what the other would say even before it was said. Publicly we were best friends, siblings. But in secret, so secret I didn't even tell you, I fell in love. But then she came. And you chased her. You came up with the most ridiculous plans to get her to go out with but each time she said no. I was both angry that she didn't see how lucky she was but at the same time I was relieved. I loved you enough to wish you were happy even though it wasn't with me, but I couldn't help but hope she would keep saying no and after some time you would give up.
But of course just as you were going to give up she said yes. And you were so happy. I put on a fake smile but inside I could feel the cold ache spread. We began spending less and less time together. I began brooding but when anybody asked I said I was fine. You didn't seem to notice, you were too busy being happy with her. And now here I am. Standing beside you as you look at her with a look of pure love and happiness and say your vows of being together forever. I stand and remember all the old times of happiness, when I still had a little hope that maybe one day… One day we could be together the way she and you are. But it's too late.