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A/N: Just a random one-shot that I came up with.
Dennis watches her from afar; despite the fact that he was sorted into Gryffindor he feels much more like a Hufflepuff. She is just so pretty that he can't help but look at her.
He knows that she will never like him in that way; he also knows that she will never even like him as a friend. He has never even spoke to her yet he wants to.
He can look at her all day long and would if it were possible. He knows that a Gryffindor and a Slytherin would never get along and in a way that hurts him.
All he knows about her is that she's pretty and has an amazing laugh that he could get lost in if he wanted. Dennis bets that she doesn't even know his name, first or last.
Dennis knows that it is stupid to like someone who he doesn't even at all but he just can't help it. Something about her fascinates him.
He knows that his brother would be supportive; because really that's the kind of person that Colin is, but he knows that his friends wouldn't be so supportive.
Some people would probably say that what he was thinking and doing was borderline of a stalker but Dennis didn't care; he knew that nothing could happen between them but as long as he got to look at her it didn't matter.
He knew that the Slytherins would most like beat him in a pulp but he didn't care; he really liked; maybe even loved Astoria Greengrass.