"Nothing you love lasts too long"

-Circa Survive, "Wish Resign"

She broke everything that she touched. It wasn't her fault -they were all just way too fragile.

Teddy. She could not deny that she had loved him once upon a time, but she had been so young, so fool-hardy. She had actually believed that she had him wound tightly around her finger; she had believed that he would never leave her. Silly Victoire. She had been oh, so wrong. Damn little perfect Lily Luna Potter, with her not so innocent intentions, had attempted to steal Teddy. Victoire had seen what her younger cousin was doing so she did the only thing that a girl in her position could do: she had broke Teddy beyond repair and left with a smile.

Innocent Lysander -he had not really deserved what she did to him but she had no regrets. He should have been clever enough to realize that he was just a mere rebound. He was in Ravenclaw, after all. The poor boy had let himself get too tied up with her; he had let himself believe that she truly loved him. When Lysander had told Victoire that he loved her, she left and let his heart shatter without a second thought. Another broken boy, courtesy Miss Victoire Weasley.

And then there was Lorcan. She had only gone out with him at first to make Lysander jealous but the plan had backfired when Lysander started seeing Dominique and later got married. Wise Lorcan -he knew all her tricks and games because he had played them all before. That was what kept her with him for so long; she had never met someone who could compete with her mind games and that impressed her. They had stayed together for quite sometime, around five years, but it was Lorcan's fault that they broke apart. Foolish Lorcan thought that she would want to marry him and proposed. Naturally, she left him on the spot and smiled as she watched him crumbled before her eyes.

Victoire Weasley: the maneater, the Veela, the succubus, the one who people thought would never settle down with a family. People were wrong. Little did they know, she had found her fatal relationship flaw that had been the problem with previous relationships. They were all just senseless boys and Victoire needed a man. She had found him, too: Neville Longbottom. Now all she had to do was find a way to reel him in; that wouldn't be too hard, she was one-eight Veela, after all.

Yeah, I have no idea what is up with all of these Victoire fics... I cannot even stand her!

:D

Okay, let's see:

Victoire/Neville is Mew's original pairing . If you use them, please give her a mention(she'd really appreciate it).

Victoire/Lysander and Victoire/Lorcan are my original pairings. I'd really appreciate it if you'd give me a mention and let me know so I can read it.

You guys can keep Victoire/Teddy, ickkk!

:P

Thank you Mew (t)for (t)being (t)a (t)siriusly terrific (t)beta!