Forbidden Love of My Life

By Marauders Magelet ff.net

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Her

I watched Him from my seat. Sitting with the rest of the Professors. So stately, He commands respect above all else. I let my eyes take Him in from the top of His beautiful midnight hair to his shoes. He turns, feeling eyes upon himself and I turn back to my dinner.

Nothing can distract me from His picture in my mind. I should be working on my Charm work, but I don't. I have done all the work independently, so my NEWTS will be great. My friends ask for help and I tell them answers. I can see the surprise in their eyes. I'm against cheating, but I have Him on my mind, nothing else matters.

In bed I can hear everyone else is asleep. I think of Him as I move. When I am done I mutter a spell and turn over to sleep. I dream of Him in all his glory; all his pale beautiful glory.

I watch Him as He lectures us. Telling us what we must do, He pairs us off. As I work with my partner I watch Him out of the corner of my eye. He is so easy on the eye. Why no one else sees it baffles me. Or maybe I don't know the people who find Him beautiful. He tells us to finish up and leave. I rush out; no one may guess what I feel, for He is the forbidden love of my life.
Him

As I talk to the Professor to my right, I watch Her out of the corner of my eye. She seems to be looking and dreaming of someone in my direction. I turn to see whom, but She goes back to her food. I have my sneer in place, but I long for Her. So beautiful, She really has blossomed into a woman in Her 7 years here. Plenty of boys have looked, do look Her way, but she waves them off. "Concentrating on my studies," she said.

Back in my room I work. Full moon is tomorrow, must have the Wolfsbane potion done. Headmaster wants to deliver it himself this month. I will have more time to watch her. More time to pine for what I may not have. May not ever have, no matter what.

In bed I feel restless, just as I have for the past year or so. I think of a cold shower, but no I will get some pleasure from all this pain. The pain that I feel in my chest. That pain I shall always have.

Lecturing my class on what to do, I never let my eyes lose Her for more then a moment. She is writing down exactly what I say. She doesn't complain of her partner, unlike her friends. She works away, making sure her partner is doing his part right. She seems distracted, but I can see the potion will be perfect as always. I dream of what it would be like to hold Her, but that will never be. For She is my forbidden love of my life.

A/N: I hope you liked it. Same style as "Eulogy of a Mentor" but much longer. I feel it is obvious who the two are, but please tell me who you think in your reviews. Please review!