Beauty Queen of Only Eighteen
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She was eighteen now, one year out of school. She'd grown up well. I had watched but with enough distance to assume the professor role. But, now I could admit my feelings, as they were strong ones. She had grown up well. Her hair was still her constant worry but I saw nothing wrong with it. Her soft brown eyes sparkled with knowledge. She was the brightest witch of her time, and she knew it. She never uttered a word about it though, just knowing was good enough for her. She was definitely beautiful. Every thing anyone could possibly want.
A/N/ I got this idea while I was listening to the song…it just seemed perfect. I dunno review and tell me what you think.