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The sky was a clear, bright blue. Clouds loomed like tissues and stretched cotton. Clouds glided across the sapphire sky.
The grass was a crisp, sharp green. Flowers of pink and purple sprouted up between the blades. The emerald grass swayed in the wind.
And the world was beautiful.
The girl brushed the boy's blonde hair with her palm.
The boy pushed the girl away.
The girl began to pout.
The boy began to stare.
And they knew it was love.
The girl smirked and the boy smirked back.
The boy said nothing, but his eyes said it all.
Neither said a word.
And the world was beautiful.
And the world stayed beautiful until a single rain drop fell.
And that raindrop stained the blue sky gray.
And that raindrop rolled down the blades of grass and knocked down the flowers.
And the girl still held onto the boy's hand.
And the rain kept falling.
And the rain kept falling.
And the rain kept falling.
And the sky was alive with streaks of white lightning.
And the green grass was flooded until not a spot was seen.
The girl's hand slipped from the boy's.
The boy was washed away with the rain.
The girl began to cry.
Her tears mixed with the rain.
Staining her fancy green robes.
She was all alone.
And the rain kept falling.
The boy came back with a red rowboat.
The girl squealed.
The boy smirked.
Draco, she called him.
Pansy, he called her.
They sailed off out of the storm together.
And the rain stopped falling.
And so maybe sometimes the sky wasn't blue.
And so maybe sometimes the grass wasn't green.
But that would pass.
And the world was still beautiful.
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