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This is a one shot I did for fun. It has nothing to do with the poll contest that is still going on if you visit my profile though.
I hope you like it.
I watched as she had her long, red hair brushed by her best friend. She looked nervous. She was still smiling though. She was smiling my smile. Her friend, of course, wouldn't know that. I couldn't believe this day had finally come. I had been dreading it for months.
I wasn't sure what she was thinking. We'd only been out of school for eight months and now she was marrying Potter? It seemed like she was rushing things. "Of course she was rushing things," I told myself, "Everyone was rushing things these days." Weddings were an everyday occurrence after all that had happened. It wasn't every day that I watched the girl I loved get married though. But how dare she smile my smile when she was marrying him? It was more than I could bear.
I hadn't actually been invited to the wedding. I hadn't expected to be. Potter and I had hated each other all through school. She and I had been best friends though. I could remember our late night talks by the lake, sneaking around so people wouldn't find out we were friends, holding her when she cried, but mostly I remembered her laugh. And her smile, my smile. It should have been me she was marrying. I wish I could take back all the awful words I said to her the last time we had talked. I knew it was that that had finally driven her into his waiting arms.
I climbed a tree to get a better view of the wedding. I was high enough so they couldn't see me, but I could see them. Leaning back against the tree, I brushed my hair out of my face. The music was starting. Potter was standing by the altar, his best friend at his side. I saw Potter's face change as his bride, my best friend, approached him. Though it killed me to admit it, I knew he really did love her. He could keep her safer and happier than I could. Well, he could keep her safer than I could, I amended. I knew I could make her happiest, but as long as she was happy with him, I couldn't find it in me to begrudge her.
I saw Potter kiss her, and I knew it was over. A tear escaped my eye as I climbed back down the tree. She was gone. I had lost her for good. I couldn't get her back.
I turned on the spot.
"Ah, Severus, you've returned," the Dark Lord called, "I have work for you."
"What else do I have to live for?" The Dark Lord smiled.
Be honest, how many of you thought this could have been Draco and Ginny? Please review and let me know. Then I'll respond with a secret.