Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling
A/N: Written in 2005, and in a completely different style than I usually utilize. Kind of surprised I wrote this, actually.
Summary: Oh, how many lives could've been saved if a scared boy had simply swallowed his pride. DHr. Oneshot.
Run Away Love
"Why?" he asked
She put on her clothes
And fled.
He let her run away
Next time he repeated the question
She shrugged as she put on her clothes
She nodded before leaving
He let her run away
He asked a third time
She scowled, annoyed
"I don't need to explain myself to you"
She got dressed and left
In a huff
He let her run away
The next time,
she apologized
"I don't know why"
She got dressed and left
He let her run away
The last time
he asked "Why?"
She got dressed an smiled sadly
Before kissing him goodbye
"Maybe I love you"
He regretted everyday after
For letting her run away
that
last
time