A/N: I don't own Harry Potter

This is for the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Assignment #3 -Care of Magical Creatures - Task #3 - Wait and Let The Hippogriff Make The First Move:Write about waiting for someone to make the first move in a relationship. (You can interpret this in whatever way you want - it doesn't have to be romantic. It could be making the first move to apologise, or whatever else you come up with.)

Writing Club February

Disney Challenge: 5. White Rabbit: Write about being late for something.

Amber's Attic: 22 - Ellie, Degrassi: (genre) angst

Lizzy's Loft: 3 - Cause nothing will last

Lyric Alley: 17 - Unless you're dying to cry your heart out

Word Count: 422

Staring at the blank page before me, wishing I could figure out the words

wishing that you were still here, that I hadn't lost everything I wanted to say

Staring at the whiteness of the paper, at the pen in my hand, the ink spots on

my fingers from where I wrote this letter again and again only to crumble it and

throw it into the fire.

If only it were that easy, to just burn away everything, everything you ever were to me,

everything we did, everything I said, you said, everything that went wrong. No, nothing

is ever that easy, is it.

Pain is a constant, messiness is a constant. Nothing good can ever remain that way, nothing

sweet, nothing romantic. No, it all fades, it all corrupts into fights at midnight, into nights

were you come home too late with no explanations. I know I should have checked the facts, should have trusted you, but I was a fool. I admit that now, but I was hoping, you'd over look that fact, come back to me.

Why should I have to make the first move? I wasn't the one who was sneaking back in, my lipstick smeared.

I wasn't the one who was lying. Sure, I might have jumped to a few conclusions, might have made a few wrong assumptions, but in the end, you were the one who was wrong. That's why I haven't said anything, that's why I haven't written, why I couldn't just say those words... the words that I keep waiting for you to come and say.

I'm sorry.

I still love you.

I shouldn't have said that, shouldn't have called you those names. Please, I'm sorry, I know I made a mistake, but you were wrong too, the way you played with me, the way you sided with him. The way you could never look past my friends. Now, now you're gone, forever and I'm left standing here wishing I could have done it. Wishing I could have said those words I kept waiting to here from you. Those words I will never hear, that voice I will never hear, and Lily, my Lily, I am sorry. I am beyond sorry.

There, now I've said it, but it's too late. It will always be too late and forever, I will live with this regret. Forever I will wish I had had the courage, and forever I shall do what I can to make it up, although I never will. I'm sorry, forever and always.