a/n: first chapter! hmm for some reason i just know i'm gonna love this story and i hope you do too! this is my first attempt of writing a story here at so tell me if you like my stuff k? oh yeah and dont forget to review afterwards please!D

01. Back When I Thought I Loved Her

Ever since our first year at Hogwarts, I've always thought she was a nuisance. Always sticking her nose into other people's businesses, acting like she knows everything, bossing everyone around… But that was what I loved about her most. When we became friends, she was always by my side and helped me get through all of my problems. Whenever I found things got too rough, I would turn around and there she was, smiling gently and her eyes sparkling with kindness. She would always know what would cheer me up and tells me the words I want to hear most. She was my refuge. I loved her so much.

Telling her the truth was difficult. Though I knew she wouldn't turn me away, I was afraid of knowing how she feels. I wasn't emotionally prepared to be rejected by the girl I first fell in love with. Surprisingly, when I finally confessed to her, she accepted me with a heart-warming smile. When she returned those three small words to me, I believed this is what they call true happiness.

However, love, like any other feeling, was just an emotion. It fades. Just like how the ocean washes away the shells in the sea. It couldn't last forever, though I was so sure it would. My feelings for her were so strong, I was surprised at how they weakened. And so quickly too. If I was afraid of telling her my true feelings in the past, imagine my fear of revealing to her that those feelings were gone.

And so, here I am. Standing in front of the girl I thought I loved. Tears were shining in her bright brown eyes. Hurting the one precious and important to me was the last thing I ever wanted to do. But I knew I had to do it. For both of us.

"I love you," she said to me in a whisper, her tears now falling.

I wanted to say I love you back. I wanted to hold her, and tell her everything was going to be okay. But I couldn't. I just stood there, and watched her falling to pieces. I was hurting her, but as much pain she was going through now, that feeling was tripled inside my heart.

"Harry," she said, "what's wrong?" She lifted her hands and touched my cheeks. Her hands were cold, not their usual warm self. I looked at her in the eye, feeling tears building up in my own.

"I'm sorry," I told her, my voice cracking. I pulled her hands away from my face and saw, judging by her reaction, she understood. She knew at once what I was going to say next.

"Hermione, I'm so sorry," I repeated. I was crying now, tears pouring down my face. This was it. I had to face it. No matter how much I thought I loved her, and how long it'd stay that way, I was wrong. Those feelings weren't real, though they felt genuine. The moments I've spent with her were going to become no more than just memories. A dream…

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