"What the fuck do you think your doing Weasel?" Draco Malfoy screamed at the red head who had a somewhat sad expression on his face. He was now looking at the broken window to the Slytherindorm.
"You had hurt her again." The boy spoke confidently and also showing much pain in his voice. Draco snapped his head to the boy so fast, his neck clicked. He was shocked at the red heads revelation.
"you made her cry. You caused her heart to break into a million little pieces, and you didn't care one tiny bit." the boy continued. "all she ever wanted Malfoy, was you to finally catch her and fight for her. No matter what people would think. She was keeps waiting and waiting for her prince charming to come. But al you do is fail her over and over again. She loves me, I know. I can feel it. However, she could never love me as much as she loves you. No matter how hard she tries, she could never feel her heart in one whole piece, you know why Malfoy? Because you stole one whole section of it when she you smiled at her in first year."
The red head, Ron Weasley had let his tears descend from his blue orbs to his cheeks, while the other boy stood frozen and his eyes drowned with water.
"when you came into the great hall showing off your 'perfect' girl, it caused the cracks in her heart to elongate. And finally, in potions when you admitted to the entire class that you and that Pansy was a couple. Her heart crumbled. I haven't seen her cry as much as this. You broke her once again."
Draco now had multiple tears streaming down his face. He didn't mean to cause he pain. He thought she had move on. He thought she didn't love him anymore.
"I wish I could hit you hard Malfoy. Make you feel at least a quarter of the pain she's feeling at this minute. But I know she wouldn't want me too. She's an amazing person, and anyone would be lucky to be her boyfriend. I'm lucky to have her. You should have been proud to call her yours. You should have loved her and treated her like she was the only girl in the world. But you didn't. All you did and keep doing constantly is making her cry, making her feel like she's the ugliest person in the whole universe. She doesn't deserve that. And she doesn't deserve you."
The third member of the Golden Trio stopped. His face filled with dried tear marks, he let out a breath and looked the other boy straight in his eyes.
"She waited for her prince charming." He snarled, ending the conversation. As those words left his pull pink lips, he abruptly turned around heading towards the Gryffindor common room. Leaving the baseball bad he had thrown at the Slytherin's window and leaving the boy thinking about what he had done and feeling the guilt all over his body.