Yay, this is a short story. Yup, I'm continuing the famous HG/RL, a ship we
all know and love, lol! As usual, try 2 b nice, but I want to get some
reviews! Domo Arigatou!
Two years went by, and they were longer than could be imagined. I have never had an active love life, but I have found out, that now, in my 6th year, that it is not necessary at all. I don't need to look, when that someone is already there.
I did and still do not believe in Divination, or looking through my inner eye. As Harry once told me, it is our choices that decide our future.
Although this choice will be frowned upon by many.
I grew from Harry. I realised that sometimes you need to break the rules to free your heart. Soppy as it may seem, it seems totally appropriate. Although Harry and I are extremely close, I am glad that he summed up his courage to return to Cho. She was simply too happy to receive him. I hope that he will give her the comfort she needs.
I needed someone who had that same drive for knowledge that I have had for so long. Someone who has felt the pain of being secluded from society, someone who would understand.me.
I could not help it if it included age barriers, age is nothing but the number of years that we have experienced upon the earth, and you do not have to be of the same age to share your life. True age is shown in maturity; growing up is optional, while growing old is inevitable.
And it seems that it will be a lifetime before I tell him. But I was not placed in Gryffindor for a reason. I will display the same daring as I have done through these hardships, not just love. The power to continue when all hope is gone.
He has come back to teach, fate has helped me, given me an opportunity, a chance for carpe diem to fully take effect.
A familiar voice reaches my ears, and a sudden wave of panic washes over me. I am overwhelmed.
I must look awful, I have been crying, and the tears do not seem to wash off. I taste the salt residues in my throat, as uncertainty rises inside me like sickness.
There will be no other time, I repeat to myself like a mantra.
I picture himself before me, those brilliant chestnut eyes, similar to my own, except his have that sparkle unlike my dull shade that I posses.
Chance has presented me with my hardest obstacle to date.
I rise to the challenge.
Two years went by, and they were longer than could be imagined. I have never had an active love life, but I have found out, that now, in my 6th year, that it is not necessary at all. I don't need to look, when that someone is already there.
I did and still do not believe in Divination, or looking through my inner eye. As Harry once told me, it is our choices that decide our future.
Although this choice will be frowned upon by many.
I grew from Harry. I realised that sometimes you need to break the rules to free your heart. Soppy as it may seem, it seems totally appropriate. Although Harry and I are extremely close, I am glad that he summed up his courage to return to Cho. She was simply too happy to receive him. I hope that he will give her the comfort she needs.
I needed someone who had that same drive for knowledge that I have had for so long. Someone who has felt the pain of being secluded from society, someone who would understand.me.
I could not help it if it included age barriers, age is nothing but the number of years that we have experienced upon the earth, and you do not have to be of the same age to share your life. True age is shown in maturity; growing up is optional, while growing old is inevitable.
And it seems that it will be a lifetime before I tell him. But I was not placed in Gryffindor for a reason. I will display the same daring as I have done through these hardships, not just love. The power to continue when all hope is gone.
He has come back to teach, fate has helped me, given me an opportunity, a chance for carpe diem to fully take effect.
A familiar voice reaches my ears, and a sudden wave of panic washes over me. I am overwhelmed.
I must look awful, I have been crying, and the tears do not seem to wash off. I taste the salt residues in my throat, as uncertainty rises inside me like sickness.
There will be no other time, I repeat to myself like a mantra.
I picture himself before me, those brilliant chestnut eyes, similar to my own, except his have that sparkle unlike my dull shade that I posses.
Chance has presented me with my hardest obstacle to date.
I rise to the challenge.