Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns all..
The third freeverse – this one is a bit shorter, and not so sweet. If you haven't gotten the hint yet, it's about Romilda Vane. I feel that the ending was kind of silly/funny/stupid, actually.
The prompt was masquerade.
Hope you like it, and remember to R&R. (:
you're just another awestruck girl to him
one of those many muchtoogiggly girls
(the kind that squeals whenever he comes near
and flirts at every opportunity)
.
he's not falling for it, honey.
.
he's the boy-who-lived
the dark-haired, green-eyed
(completely unattainable)
muchtooperfect
h / e / r / o
(and you can never resist a challenge, can you, darling?)
.
but, don't you see -
you can't have them all.
You can't break the hearts of
all those nameless boys
(at least, not Harry Potter)
.
he's not going to fall for your
(batted eyelashes, dusted with too much mascara)
or your
(black velvet curls)
because he's already in love, baby,
and it ain't with you.
.
he won't be your
shiny gold trophy
(alongside all the other silver ones)
because he's not into ebony-haired, hazel-eyed beauties
(he's more into scarlet and chocolate, if you get my hint)
.
so, sweetheart;
understand this -
he's not a glittery prize or a shiny gold trophy
he's not fooled by your pretty, sparkly masquerade
but he is one thing:
.
taken.