I sit in a dark corner watching the two of them. They finally got together, it seems. It was always inevitable, everyone could see they were perfect together from the start, well, except for them. They're the model Gryffindor couple. He's brave and strong and she's kind and pure. Well yippee for them. But what about me? I know it's ridiculous, I mean, who would actually fall in love with me? But I can't help staring as chocolaty-hazel and emerald green eyes stare lovingly at each other and I can't help but wish it was me staring into her eyes, making her light up with joy. But it will never happen, because now she has him. Gryffindor's Golden Boy, the Quidditch Star, famous in the school for his "adventures", the guy every girl wants to date. And as they walk away hand-in-hand, I watch her long red hair swishing back-and-forth, and I feel a part of my heart break apart, but she doesn't even realize that she's the only one I'll ever love.