It was hailing, soon I felt a sharp pain in my shoulder, as I fell, and I
caught sight of the potter boy smiling, and holding the snitch
I felt warm, then when I tried to move I felt pain the scent of peppermint tea filled my nose. Soon I felt warm small hands on my shoulder. Shaking me lightly I opened my eyes standing over me was the sweet Gryffindor girl, who was called Roxanne; she was the girl of my dreams. She had flowing red hair, and pale skin with rosy cheeks and a full bosom, emerald green eyes. Curvy figure, long beautiful legs, and so much more. As I opened my eyes she held a cup and I knew where the scent of peppermint was coming from. She smiled; warmly it had not been practiced. I had to smile at her smile. Of course afterwards I felt stupid. I tried to sit up only to fall down again, I saw her taunt muscles as she pulled me up. She sat down on the bed to help me drink better. The first drink was so hot I spit it all over her, only instead of freaking out, she took the cup from me and did the same soon we were soaked and giggling. Me giggling, how odd. She took care of me until I was healed the time between us going as it had the first time. About two weeks after I was healed we ran into each other in the hall her alone I was with one of my minions, she stopped me and tried to talk to me being the dumb prat pushed passed her not even acknowledging she was there. Maybe I was scared, or something else. I saw the hurt in her eyes, that one look tore me up inside. The next time I saw her I was alone I tried to talk to her, she slapped me. Hard so hard I felt the hatred behind it. Why she almost screamed. Then I looked at her and saw why she thought I had done what I done. She was thinking that I thought she was good or pretty or anything good. So I felt that I had nothing left to do but kiss her so I did. She squealed in surprise but she let the kiss take her as well.
I felt warm, then when I tried to move I felt pain the scent of peppermint tea filled my nose. Soon I felt warm small hands on my shoulder. Shaking me lightly I opened my eyes standing over me was the sweet Gryffindor girl, who was called Roxanne; she was the girl of my dreams. She had flowing red hair, and pale skin with rosy cheeks and a full bosom, emerald green eyes. Curvy figure, long beautiful legs, and so much more. As I opened my eyes she held a cup and I knew where the scent of peppermint was coming from. She smiled; warmly it had not been practiced. I had to smile at her smile. Of course afterwards I felt stupid. I tried to sit up only to fall down again, I saw her taunt muscles as she pulled me up. She sat down on the bed to help me drink better. The first drink was so hot I spit it all over her, only instead of freaking out, she took the cup from me and did the same soon we were soaked and giggling. Me giggling, how odd. She took care of me until I was healed the time between us going as it had the first time. About two weeks after I was healed we ran into each other in the hall her alone I was with one of my minions, she stopped me and tried to talk to me being the dumb prat pushed passed her not even acknowledging she was there. Maybe I was scared, or something else. I saw the hurt in her eyes, that one look tore me up inside. The next time I saw her I was alone I tried to talk to her, she slapped me. Hard so hard I felt the hatred behind it. Why she almost screamed. Then I looked at her and saw why she thought I had done what I done. She was thinking that I thought she was good or pretty or anything good. So I felt that I had nothing left to do but kiss her so I did. She squealed in surprise but she let the kiss take her as well.