A little drabble of sorts,I just felt an urge to leave a Review!
When Harry was five,He fell in love.
She was his teacher and her name was ,she was Irish with long red hair and big blue eyes and a pretty didn't shout when somebody got something wrong or didn't understand something,she would quietly explain in a softvoice and she always laughed at her students jokes,even if they weren't funny.
When Harry had been pushed by Dudley and broken his wrist she had pulled him on to her lap and and ran a small hand threw his hair as he sobbed telling him''everything is Ok'' until the ambulance arrived.
He had convinced himself he was going to marry her and when the last day of school came around he gave her a daisy ring and had shyly kissed her cheek.
When he came back that September expecting her kind face,but instead got the ugly mean one of and a excuse that ' went back to Ireland' for her absence.
He cried for several days and sworn never to love again.
I might turn this into a bunch of drabbles from Harry's childhood,I have a few Ideas and of course I'll take requests if you leave them just tell me what you all think!