disclaimer: not mine. belongs to j.k. rowling. song goes to soco ameretto lime by brand new.

(you're just jealous cause I'm young and in love)

There she was. Sunlight glancing off her hair, a smile playing upon her lips. Those lips.

(first kisses)

It had been an ordinary day, yet so extraordinary. She, sneaking back from the kitchen. Him on prefect duty. A stumble, a catch. A moment. Pinned in the corner, hiding from Filch. The heat. Their lips bounding into one another, separating, gasping for air. And then, they talked.

(your stomach's filled up but you're starved for conversation)

She, recovering from that failed relationship. "The perfect couple" was no longer. He, recovering from lost hope. Betrayal. Envy. And yes, Love.

(new stitches)

(you're spending all your nights growing old in your bed)

And then it was over. Neither seemingly paid attention to the other. No glances. No recollection. Nothing.

(collar weekend)

But they knew. They wanted. And wondered.

(and your tearing up your photos because you want to forget... it's over)

She got back with Harry, halfheartedly. They were the perfect couple after all. And he, he went back.

(appearance ticket)

The holidays came and went. Summer was no longer. And so came and went her feelings. Seemingly.

(you're just jealous cause we're young and in love)

(November to...)

The perfect couple intensified, her part no longer half hearted.

(your stomach's filled up but you're starved for conversation)

But they both knew. It was evident in the air, the feel that night.

(...remember)

She, sneaking back from the kitchen. Him on prefect duty. A stumble, a catch. A moment. Pinned in the corner, hiding from Filch. The heat. Their lips bounding into one another, separating, gasping for air. And then, they talked.

(you're spending all your nights growing old in your bed)

But instead of forgetting, this time it was embraced.

(nightswimmers)

Everynight, every stray moment it was there. Glances. Recollection..

(and your tearin up your photos cause you wanna forget... it's over)

Everything.