I slowly walked into the dungeon where Potions Class was held. I simply love the beauty of the simmering cauldrons and the intoxicating fumes from the potion itself. I found the way that the liquids could bewitch the mind simply magnificent. That's when I spotted HER. It was our first Potions lesson of the year. I don't know why I never noticed before her delicate peach-like skin or how her body glowed with energy neither did I bother to notice her green eyes before. My heart aches every time I see her with the knowledge that she'll never be mine.
To my surprise I found my mind slipping back to her the rest of the day. Her hair is gorgeous and her eyes are so enchanting; every time I look into them I feel myself drowning into their depths of seas of emotion.
The days pass, one after another, and my eyes are still constantly wandering towards HER, but I notice her eyes wander too. Not towards me thought, towards HIM. I hate HIM with all my might. Why did it have to be HIM? He already has everything: looks, Quidditch skill, top grades, true friends, and he has every girl at Hogwarts at his feet. Every time I look at HIM, I feel the blood rushing to my head boiling in anger, and envy flow through my blood reaching every part of my body. Why did it have to be HIM?
I notice the way they're always together. I hate HIM! In the end he always wins. I finally make my mind up to ask her to the Christmas Ball, but no, HE asked her first. As I approached her that day, I heard her cry "Of course I'll go to the Ball with you." She said yes to him. Who wouldn't? I hate Potter. I'll show him. One day I will finally beat him. I'll show him that I too am able to triumph.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*5 Years Later*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Welcome fellow Death eaters. The time has come for us to make our next move towards victory. Our next target is Potter's son."
~ ~ ~ ~ ~Inside his Mind~ ~ ~ ~ ~
My mind grows numb. She married Potter. She's the mother of Potter's son. She's going to be heartbroken! Good, she deserves it, after all she chose HIM over you. I have to stop this but how? Yes, I have to go to Dumbledore, he'll believe me, he has to.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ 3 Months Later~ ~ ~ ~ ~
She's dead. I felt my heart shatter because at least when she was still alive I could see her smile, secretly love her even if the feeling was anything but mutual. The news came to me as a shock. My so-called Master killed her. He betrayed her. Despite everything I did, she's dead. I risked my life to save her son. Ironic isn't it; I risked my life to save her any pain, and now she's dead and her son is alive. Alive and unharmed. But why did she have to die? It's easy. She died to save her son. His son. That boy of Potter's.
Potter's dead. How sweet. She's dead. Bitter. Yes, life is bittersweet.
I finally finished a story, after months of reading people's stories I finally wrote my own. More stories coming soon from me. :D
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