This is a repost. I wasn't too happy with the previous one, so…
Oh, this is also a dedication to all the poor souls who are having exams during this period and to my friends who really helped me on this fic. Good luck on the exams! I know I'll need it for tomorrow… Remember to R&R!
Crush is a fairytale
Watching (1/3)
I grew up listening to tales of princes, dwarves, dark witches and wizards. I believed they are called fairytales in the muggle world. My mother recited them to me when I was a child. Many of these fairytales had happy conclusions, but in reality, they were just changed to suit the minds of children. The original versions were far more different and violent than the adults would like to admit to their children.
There was one fairytale in particular which fascinated me since young. I would often beg my mother to tell me the story every time it rains and I was not allowed to play outside. The gloomy weather suited the tragic ending of the story.
I did not know then, how similar the story would be to my teenage life at Hogwarts.
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Flashback
"Now, remember to talk to people more. You need friends your own age, not the books you have been reading all the time."
"Yes, Mother."
"And remember to brush your teeth at least twice each day. And –"
"Mother! You're going to make me late for the train!"
"Is it time already? Well, just one more thing. Promise me that you'll take care of yourself at Hogwarts."
"Don't worry about it."
The two of them crossed the barrier and the platform came into their view. The train was getting ready to leave and students of all types were saying goodbye to their parents. The first years were crying while their seniors waited impatiently for their parents to finish their yearly farewell before rushing off to join their friends.
"I'll see you during the Christmas break, Mother."
"Oh, my child, at least owl me once you get used to Hogwarts."
"Yes, Mother."
The child turned and started to board the train. The mother turned too, ready to apparate home.
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It was on the Hogwarts Express where I met him. We were around the same age, and he had a joyful smile on his face when I saw him. At first, I thought he was smiling at me, but I thought wrong as after a moment, his friends came up to greet him. He seemed to be more at ease with the new environment than I was.
Having nothing to do, I observed him during the ride. My impression of him was that he was friendly; from the way he was talking to his friends. I hoped that he would be in my House, and then we could get to know each other. He looked like the sort of friends my mother was talking about earlier.
To my sore disappointment, we did not end up in the same House. Our tables felt so far away from each other.
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Like the fairytale I was so fond of since young, I fell for him as time passed by. I thought it was a brief crush, where I would forget in a few weeks' time when someone else sparks my interest. However, no one did. Instead, I continued to admire him from afar, too afraid to go up and introduce myself to him.
Ever since I met him, all I could do was to watch him. I cannot decide if it was a good thing that he was not sorted into my House, if so I am sure I would just gawk at him whenever we were in the same room.
I admit that I used to create fantasies where he came to ask me out. But no daydreaming prepared me for the day he did ask me. He must have noticed all that staring during our Hogwarts years.
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Flashback
I had just finished dinner and was about to go back to my dormitory when someone stopped me.
"Hey." A voice to my right said as I exited from the Great Hall. I looked around and saw him, leaning against the wall. My heart unconsciously thumped faster. Who was he with?
"Yes, I'm talking to you. There is no one here but us." He continued. I looked around again and found that he was right. But what did he want from plain old me?
"I noticed that you kept… looking at me. During classes. Are you interested in me or something?"
"No! I…" I could not find the words to say. There I was, stammering when my crush finally noticed me among our schoolmates. I must have looked like a fool that evening.
"Relax, I'm not going to eat you up. I just want to get to know you. That's all."
How could I refuse?
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