Hero

Rating; Pg-13 I guess.

An: I don't own anything.

Pairings: You'll see….

I watch you laugh at me, your smile once so warm and inviting, now so cold and malicious. It breaks my heart to know that you used me. Just for pleasure. To you that night will just be another one on your list, while for me; it was the best night of my life.

What happened to my friend? The boy with the raven hair and the warm eyes went away long ago. Now that's left over is an empty shell. Hallow and cold.

I've fallen in love with you, you know? Hopelessly in love. You once held my heart in your hands with gentle touch, now your grip has tightened and squeezing violently at the delicate thing that still rests in your hands. Your arms once held me in them. Now I'm alone, pretending that you are right here doing the same

Ever since that night, that one glorious night, I have denied that you've changed. Blamed it on myself on why your not here anymore. Saying I did something wrong and that soon you'll come back to me. After all, you are the hero. You can do no wrong. I on the other hand, I'm just a plain and worthless muggle born; a mudblood to many. So it had to be my fault.

But if it's my fault, why do I hurt and you don't? Every time I see you, you glare; your eyes are hard and gleam less. Once they held life and love. The green in your eyes use to flicker when they saw me. Holding love and warmth.

But was that love false? Never had I questioned it, not until now. Was it all just a façade? Was that love under false pretenses? Did you say those wonderful in my ears just for one thing? You waited until I gave in and you got what you wanted; my body.

How could you do this to me? A friend for over seven years and you betray me. You use me and make me hurt. I want to hit you until you bleed. Or stab you in the back like you did to me. I just want you to feel the pain that I feel. Like a knife is searing into my flesh. A knife held by you. You laugh as you twist it, and I squirm. You get joy from this. Don't you?

Seeing the hurt in my eyes when I see you flirting with some hussy gives you pleasure. You may ignore me, but you know my gaze. Having had me beneath you that one night; my eyes holding your look as you filled me; its been embedded into your mind. You know it, and you use this to your advantage.

But I don't hurt anymore when I watch you do this. I feel anger. I once felt sadness and longing for you, but now I feel anger and hate. I feel hate when you laugh at my expense when you tell your friends how I was in bed. I feel anger when you look at me, with a smirk plastered in your face.

Even the cruelest slytherins wouldn't have done what you have done. I've watched Draco with girls, and he treats them with respect and love. He's a gentleman; something so unlike him; yet it fits him perfectly. But you treating me with cruelty and malice, that was once so unlike you, but it fits. You've changed into something that at one time I couldn't understand, but now I do. I once admired you, thought you brave. But now I know

You may be the hero in the eyes of many. But to me, all you'll ever be is a coward.

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How did you like it? Just a one time kinda thing. Not that great I know, but its only my second story; and my first harry potter story………

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