:One Song, One Story:
You have the time the song plays for to write your drabble (even though i hate that word, it implies humour, i'm being serious), no editing allowed.
It's Over ~ Jesse McCartney
I read it again and again, my head pounding with hurt, rage, tears, disgust… and joy.
Dear Katie. You don't know me, and I don't think you love me. You're too hung up on that stupid ginger bastard. You always have been, you always will be. We both know it. Especially after the letter I found. The letter he sent you. I don't think I can stay friends with someone who so willingly strung me along like you have. It wouldn't be right. Best, Roger.
I sighed and screwed up the paper, put my wand-tip to it and murmured incendio. It flared up and collapsed into ashes as I stared at it.
George would never… what letter? I would have noticed post for me… and what right did roger have to- oh, yeah, that's right. He was a prat. No. No, he went through personal things. He was a bastard..
I folded my arms and sat down on my bed, ready for a crying, screaming, all-out why me? session. I sniffed and let the tears fall.
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