A/N: I don't own anything. Just something that came to me. I hope it's okay. PLEASE review, but no flames.
To him, she was the world. She was the reason to wake up in the morning. She was the reason to keep living, to keep trying.
To her, he was nothing more than a friend. He was a shoulder to cry. He was a listening ear. He was someone to shag when she was bored or lonely or sad.
First Year
He realized she was beautiful.
She realized he would do all her homework is she asked.
He lied to his father so he could spend time with her.
She spent time with him only to piss her father off.
He was shy. She was his only friend.
She was outgoing. He was just another kid.
Second Year
He still thought she was beautiful.
She still made him do all her homework.
He stared at her during all his classes.
She slept during all her classes.
He sat by her in class so he could be near her.
She sat by him so she could cheat off his tests.
Third Year
He had to watch her go out with countless boys.
She watched him turn down all the girls that asked him out.
He was beat for disobeying his parents.
She did everything in her power to disobey hers.
Fourth Year
He watched her walk into school with her hair short and black and with several new face piercings.
She watched him walk in with his nerdy glasses and braces.
He did all her homework.
She made him watch her snog countless boys in the corridors.
He held her while she cried over boys.
She assumed he was gay, so she told him everything.
Fifth Year
He had to suffer through rumors that he was gay.
She spread some of those rumors.
She started shagging the boys
He listened to her talk about who was the best shagger and snogger.
She started partying.
He had to carry her back to the dorm when she was drunk.
She made out with him when she was drunk, but she never remembered.
He had to act like it never happened.
Sixth Year
She told someone she loved him, but he broke up with her.
He held her while she cried over that someone.
She shagged him because she was so sad.
He pretended like it didn't mean anything.
She was drunk more than she was sober.
He healed all her hangovers.
She still made him do all her homework.
He still did without protest.
Seventh Year
She got kicked out by her parents.
He let him leave with him.
He got abused by his father for letting her stay.
She never even noticed the scars.
She shagged him when she was drunk but didn't remember.
He never told her.
She shagged him when she was bored.
He never told her he cared.
She shagged him because she was lonely.
He wished he could tell her he cared.
She only graduated because of his help.
He still loved her.
She still didn't notice.
She left London after graduation.
He never saw her again.
He never really moved on. He did get married and have kids, but he still loved her. Everyday he wished he had the guts to tell her. Maybe it could have changed things.
She never thought about him again. To her, he nothing more than someone she could use while she was at Hogwarts. She never really had a good life. Never got married. Never had kids. Never realized that that scrawny kid with glasses and braces loved her. What if she did realize? Maybe it could have changed things.
I know. I know. It's way different than my usual Rose/Scorp fics. It's kind of sad. :/ Eh. Let me know what you think, but PLEASE NO FLAMES!
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