The Beginning of …Something

DisclaimerThere's no J.K. Rowling here and all the characters from the Harry Potter books belong to her.

Prologue:

            You haven't the slightest clue as to what I'm talking about, do you?" a girl of 17 years called to the boy walking ahead of her.

            -Freeze Frame-

            As we look about at this girl of normal stature, we realize that right now something important is going on.  Her auburn curls seem to twist in fury, matching the look upon her delicate face that has broken many hearts.  Not intentionally of course.  The pain shows in her eyes (a simple shade of dark green) as she stares at her "one true love."

            At least that's the way the story always goes.

            Her true love is James Potter, by the standards of all fanfiction writers everywhere.

            But is he really?

            True, she may have fallen for him, but is he the cause of this flutter in her heart that won't go way for an instant?

            Not in the slightest.

            And at any rate, is there even such a thing?  As "true love," that is…

            I suppose we'll find out…

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            A/N - I'm not quite sure where I'll go with this but if you like the direction it's going in, please review to tell me your thoughts.