Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter
A/N: Thanks to Chole'Remuslpin'Black for reviewing!
Love
What is love?
Love is knowing that your heart is getting shattered into a million tiny pieces, while you have to sit there idly and watch him be happy.
But who with you ask?
Some Hufflepuff girl, that is as boring as a blank sheet of paper. What's so special about her, sure her hair is perfectly straight, and the light hits it at the right angle to it has a glamorous honey coloured glow to it.
But are looks really important when it comes to love?
I mean, boys hardly ever go for the ginger brain box, that can't even walk straight, let alone strut her way around the corridors.
Why do they mess with your emotions?
He gave me a Valentines Day card…
I guess that meant nothing, a harmless prank that he could laugh away at evilly, in the darkened shadows of his dishevelled four poster.
Well its me who gets the last laugh.
I Rose Weaseley will be moving on from him permanently, he had his chance and failed terrifically.
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