Title: What is Easier Written

Author: Unirthlee

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters. J. K. Rowling, however, does.

Rating: PG /slash/

Chapter: 2

Harry,

Perhaps if I had been prepared to be turned down by you, that might have softened the fall. Or maybe, I just wouldn't have extended my hand at all. Knowing me, the second would have been more likely than the first.

Still, it wasn't really the words, "I think I can choose my own friends." That really stung and then began to replay themselves in my mind throughout the fallowing weeks, till I was rolling in anger; it was your expression.

I could have worded the offer a bit…differently, I admit. But then all of the Malfoy charm would have been gone.

And to have to admit that that Weasley got one over on me—I can't figure out what is worse.

He didn't deserve you. I could have been everything that he was and so much more, if he hadn't gotten in the way of you deciding. For that, I am never forgiving him.

But your expression…it hurt. The reality of it actually hit me five minutes too late, but I couldn't let you think I was surprised; hurt.

I was so prepared for those green eyes—a hint too dark to be jade— to be laughing with me on the weekends, talking right along with your lips as our conversation would extend past the midnight hours, to smile with the rest of you whenever I would smile.

But, no.

Instead, the first time your eyes were actually laid upon me, their own expression wasn't of friendliness or pleasant surprise like I had wanted. They were filled with distasteful and confusion, words just ready to strike and hit me.

I couldn't let you know I was wounded, though.

So I became angry, and for months, I despised your presence. Notice how I would bypass your eyes when speaking to you the first few months? I couldn't stand that fact that that same distaste was still reflected in them.

And of course I was punished for failing my father's commands.

Only was I given a chance to redeem myself when Quidditch started the next year. Yet it only worsened my case with you.

I can't say I was surprised that I would get Slytherin, but more that you would get Gryffindor. You have no idea how much that would have crushed me it I would have found that out the first time I had seen you. But now, it was like tying the last loop; to make it public that we were enemies. And to make it worse, Weasley was there too.

It took me quite a while to let my anger pass, and I'm not certain that all of it ever did throughout the many school years. But the older I got, the more it turned to disappointment and blame on my own part. Still, I had to go on playing a part in my father's play. I had to make sure to make it very clear that I despised you.

But as the disappointment only got harder as I grew older…so was hating you.

Next Chapter soon

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