...He was the only one who could make me cry...
On Halloween, he insulted me. Later I was attacked by a troll.
At the Yule Ball, when he was telling me I shouldn't have gone with Viktor.
In sixth year after he won his first game on Quidditch with the Gryffindor team, when he snogged Lavender Brown at the after party.
When he left Harry and I in the middle of our Horcrux hunt. That time he made me cry until he returned, I tried to not let Harry see, but was unsuccessful.
And all the times in between.
It was all because I cared (and still do) about what he thought. Some people say he doesn't deserve my love and loyalty, but I disagree, he was the only person that could drive my emotions out. The only one that made me cry. No matter how many times I was called a 'Mudblood' I never cried over it. No matter how many times I was purposefully nocked in the halls by passers by it never got me down, I kept my head held high. That is until he opened his mouth. I felt all these emotions flow over me, I hated him, I still do. But he is the only one I ever loved just as much.
He made me see that love and hate come hand in hand.