Sweet Lily
By: Sot Moon
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the Characters.
Authors Note: Okay, I'm going to go down the years a bit, to about Cedric's age. Yeah. Heh. Don't forget to Guess who the character is!
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There she goes again.
There she goes again, walking down the halls, her perfect long black hair blowing as she walks, her sweet smile, and the way her eyes twinkled when she was happy. She is perfect.
Does she know me?
Does she know who I am? Of course, I am older than her, but I wonder if she sees me. She's a Ravenclaw, I'm a Hufflepuff, were sometimes known as the nutters of Hogwarts, but can she see past that??
She loves Quidditch.
She loves Quidditch. She's perfect, even though I wouldn't bore her with talking about Quidditch all the time, though. I'd take her out, and baby her. Like women are supposed to be treated.
Oh no.
Oh no, here I am in front of Voldemort, will she know that I love her? Will she ever know that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her?
"Avada Kedarvra."
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Authors Note: Hehe... That wasn't very good, but I tried, now didn't I? Now guess who this Character was, or both of them, you probably know, it's like a slap in the face. LOL
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A friend of mine asked me before I got here, before we were all shipping out, he asked me why I was going off to fight someone else's wars, why do you all think your all hero's? I didn't know what to say at the time, if he asked me now I'd say no, there's no way in hell. Nobody asks to be a hero... It just sometimes turns out that way...