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LOVE ME BACK
You know that feeling you get when you're in love, but you know the person you love can never actually love you back? Well I'm feeling that right now. I love Harry Potter. I always have and always will. Now I know what your probably thinking. You think I'm Ginny Weasley, or maybe Hermione Granger. But I'm not.
I fell in love with him during our third year. I don't know why. I just did. I guess I just finally began seeing him for more then I thought he was. Third year was also the year that I realized that. well, that I was different from everyone else at Hogwarts.
I must admit, I think I do a pretty good job of hiding it though. I mean, no one ever even gave it a thought. Not that I know of, anyway.
You know, I really am pretty different than what people make me out to be. And not just because of. that. I'm not as tough or as bad as the world thinks. If someone were to really look at me, they'd realize that. But no, they all think I'm going to follow in my father's footsteps no matter what. Why would I though? Do they think I'm stupid too? Why would I want to have the same fate as he did? Why would I want to get thrown into Azkaban? Why would I be willing to die for the wrong reasons? Maybe that's why I've always loved Harry. because he's so different from my father, yet in a way, the same. They're both brave and both would die for what they believe in. What my father believes in however, is the opposite of what Harry does.
Can you guess who I am now?
LOVE ME BACK
You know that feeling you get when you're in love, but you know the person you love can never actually love you back? Well I'm feeling that right now. I love Harry Potter. I always have and always will. Now I know what your probably thinking. You think I'm Ginny Weasley, or maybe Hermione Granger. But I'm not.
I fell in love with him during our third year. I don't know why. I just did. I guess I just finally began seeing him for more then I thought he was. Third year was also the year that I realized that. well, that I was different from everyone else at Hogwarts.
I must admit, I think I do a pretty good job of hiding it though. I mean, no one ever even gave it a thought. Not that I know of, anyway.
You know, I really am pretty different than what people make me out to be. And not just because of. that. I'm not as tough or as bad as the world thinks. If someone were to really look at me, they'd realize that. But no, they all think I'm going to follow in my father's footsteps no matter what. Why would I though? Do they think I'm stupid too? Why would I want to have the same fate as he did? Why would I want to get thrown into Azkaban? Why would I be willing to die for the wrong reasons? Maybe that's why I've always loved Harry. because he's so different from my father, yet in a way, the same. They're both brave and both would die for what they believe in. What my father believes in however, is the opposite of what Harry does.
Can you guess who I am now?