A/N: Just a little drabble I wrote in the last ten minutes of free period.
I watch her from behind my book as she is bent over her Arithmancy assignment. It's the same one that I should be doing, but I have uncharacteristically ignored it.
A part of me feels a pull toward her, but the sane, yet unfortunate, part of me reminds me that she's taken - by my best friend, no less. A feeling of sadness fills me, just like every other time that I realise this one fact.
I almost lose myself. Her long red hair and her glittering, emerald eyes is almost enough to let me forget my friendship with James and strut over to her and pull her into a fiery kiss.
My breath hitches when Lily looks up, smiling, and asks me what I'm doing. Inside, I panic and my insides are contorting and twisting into knots. On the outside, I remain calm, keeping my cool. It's something that I've had to learn as of late.
"I'm just wondering if you wanted some help solving that Arithmancy problem," I lie.
And the darkness consumes me, knowing that I will never have her, my light.
