. . . And he did.

As he sits

He sits alone

Staring off into nowhere,

He is thinking so hard

That he can't even see

Because he is thinking about her,

The way her eyes sparkle

The way she smiles

The way she makes him feel,

His heart races and his brain stops

All rational action is lost

At the mere though of her,

He couldn't remember exactly when the feeling had started

That feeling of need and love

But he knew that it wouldn't leave him for as long as he lived,

She had been leaning over him

When he came to

In first year when he sacrificed himself in the chess game,

He reached up to brush away her tears

Forced a smile

And was pulled into a rib-breaking hug,

Malfoy called her a mudblood when they were twelve

He would have killed him if he had had the chance

How dare he use such a word to describe a creature as perfect as her,

Sure the curse backfired

But it was the thought that counted

He wouldn't have spent an afternoon puking up slugs for anyone else,

For the majority of third year they fought

Over her cat and his rat

He hated the days when they weren't talking,

But then again

She had an irresistible fire in her eyes as they fought

And that made it almost worth it,

When Victor Krum made her his own

At that bloody ball in fourth year

He wanted to beat Krum to a pulp,

But also

He wanted to beat himself to a pulp

For not asking first,

Quidditch was forgotten

That morning in fifth year when she kissed his cheek

And whispered him good luck,

He reached up to touch the spot

Where her soft lips had pressed on his skin

Wishing to preserve the moment forever,

Sixth year changed everything

He was a selfish prat and nearly broke her heart

All over unnecessary jealousy,

But he knew as he held her at Dumbledore's funeral

That it was all the past

And they together were the future,

Now it was the summer before seventh year

They were unsure what the next months held

They were only seventeen,

He was sure about one thing though

He wasn't capable of life with out her

And he as almost positive she felt the same,

At this moment he broke from his deep thoughts

And sprung into action

Gathering all of his Gryffindor courage,

He was going to tell her that he needed her

That his world wasn't complete without her

And that he had loved her from the first day he had met her,

And he did.