Anago-chan: Er.. this started out as another of my twisted dreams... like last night I dreamed Eric from Boy Meets World was my brother. x_x.; Anyway, I had to write it down, of course. ^_^. And I didn't write it well. I'm a terrible author. -_-.; It kind of frightens me. I never thought of him like this.. wow. ^^.;

Oh, and I don't own Harry Potter. Would anyone out there actually think I did? x_x.;;;; Who does the universe know I think I know I am?

..yeah. Here goes. o_O.

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Harry Potter.
I was only four years old when you beat him.
I grew up hearing about your greatness.
I guess I sort of idolized you.
I always knew you were special.
But I still wasn't prepared for what you did to me.
You had been at my school for two years.
Still, I had never really seen you up close until the Quidditch game last year.
It took me completely by surprise.
Everything about you...
Your unruly, midnight black hair...
Your sad, sparkling green eyes...
You were beautiful.
I had never felt like that before.
I didn't want to play against you.
When you fell and I won the game for my team...
I felt terrible.
I figured you'd hate me after that.
I only got to talk to you once more that year.
That was just to congratulate you on the new broom you had received.
You couldn't have imagined how many times I wished I was with you.
The next time I saw you was before the Quidditch World Cup.
I wish my dad wouldn't brag about me like that.
I could tell you felt as embarrassed as I did.
Now, here we are again for the Triwizard Tournament.
I can't help but think it could be fate that we're together.
That time you stopped me in the hall...
You leaned in so close to whisper to me...
I could feel your warm breath on my face.
I wondered if you noticed me blushing.
You told me what the first task was.
You helped me, even though we were to be against each other.
You're such a noble person.
So I gave you a hint on the second task.
I hoped you would like me better.
I don't know why you would.
I know how you feel about Cho.
I know you're jealous of me.
Do you think I didn't notice how you glared at me whenever I was with her?
Do you think... It didn't hurt me?
I do care about her.
But I don't feel for her what I feel for you.
She's my friend. The only one I have.
The other girls only like me because of the way I look.
I've never really been attracted to any of them anyway.
The boys only admire my Quidditch playing.
No one else cares about me as a person.
No one wants to get to know me.
I wish you did.
I'm sure you're lonely too.
You've been through so much.
I wish I could be the one to protect you.
To hold you in my arms...
To feel your soft lips pressed against mine...
To gently kiss that scar and make the pain go away.
I love you.
I want to tell you.
But I'm afraid to.
You'll laugh.
I know you don't like me.
But keeping this secret to myself...
It hurts every time I look at your sweet face.
Another year of school is almost over.
Will I ever tell you?
The third and final task of the tournament is about to start.
I have to tell you.
As soon as we finish this last task...
I will tell you.
I swear it.

Cedric Diggory

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So what do you think? Odd, ne? I'll probably get a few flames on this one no da. ^^.;