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I hastily threw all my belongings into my tattered trunk. The end of year holidays were less than a day away and I couldn't wait. I had now officially moved into the Potter's home, at last I was free from the constant judgement and bullying I was subject to in my parent's home. No one apart from my pathetic excuse of a brother was sad to see me pack my bags and go. Good riddance to them. James and I are going to be aurors if we get high enough scores in our end of year exams if not James is going to play quidditch for some international team and I will probably work for the Order of the Phoenix. Not that I've actually thought that far in life. Hell I can barely think more than a week ahead let alone a few years. I plan on living the life of a free man. I don't really want to do the whole settle down thing with a wife and kids. It's not like I can't get a girl, there's no end in the supply of them, it's just that kids don't tend to like me either that or I don't like kids. And it's not as if I had found the "perfect" girl to have kids with. Most of the ones I came across aren't the type you'd want to live with.
The only girl I could probably manage to live with wouldn't look twice at me. I'm filth to her, no better than chewing gum stuck on the bottom of her precious shoes. And there's no way in hell I'd do anything with her, well I have no chance. She's the type of girl my parents would try get me to marry. She's a "pure blood", polite, comes from a wealthy family and all her family including her were in Slytherin house. No hope in hell of me getting near her, it's a known fact she hates me. You would understand if you were next to me to see her facial expression when she succeeded in snatching the snitch out of my grasp. It was an expression showing how happy she was to see me humiliated in front of the whole school. But what can I do, it's not my fault she's probably pmsing like a bitch. But oh well.

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Ok so it's the last day of the school year. I'm graduating today and then going home. It's going to feel so weird not coming back here again.
Half the people I promised to stay in touch with will drift away completely, no wonder today feels so final. A bell sounds, calling us all down for our last meal here. Whilst we eat, our baggage will be taken down to the train, awaiting our claim. I sit on my bed, the four-poster bed I have slept in for seven years, and take my last glimpse of this room. I wont be stepping foot in here again. After a moment I pick my graduating hat off the bedside table next to my bed, and start my last ever walk to the great hall. I lined up outside with the rest of my peers. It was a tradition for the 7th years to walk into the hall together whilst the other years applauded us. Because I was late, all my friends were up the front with the rest of my house, I would have to walk in the middle of Gryffindor.
The heavy oak doors were hauled open and an overwhelming wave of sound and heat hit us.

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I stood proudly at the front of the line and led the 7th years in, my head boy badge worn proudly on the front of my robes for the last time. Next to me sniffed the head girl -some mug-blood whose name I still don't know because I never bothered learning it. Behind us stood the prefects from each house. I noticed one of them was missing… it was Daphne. I went to ask one of the teachers to hold back the procession till she arrived just as the doors were dragged open.
The crowd behind us started to move with a speed that was surprising. Apparently people would much rather get to their seats to eat rather than flounder in the doorways. After the headmaster made one of his famous boring speeches that caused all of us to fall asleep, the head-girl and I walked up to the worn podium to call out each 7th year individually and hand them a graduation quill. When I read out Daphne's name, a curious shiver went down my spine.
My hand shook as I held out the quill. As our fingers touched I received a zap as if I was being electrocuted causing me to pull my hand back quickly making the quill clatter onto the stone ground.

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It was raining hard by the time we pulled into Kings Cross station. The sky had become an ominous grey and thunder rumbled in the sky above. Funnily enough the weather resembled my mood. I stepped off the warm, toasty train for the last time, onto the drab, grey platform and went to begin dragging my trunk towards my mother when James pulled me towards his own parents. For the first time I remember, I was warmly embraced and welcomed by an adult –James's parents. It was extremely awkward and I didn't really like it. We all turned towards the divider between the wizard world and the muggle world and prepared to run at the wall when something crashed into me. I landed in this pale pink liquid that smelled deeply of roses and chocolate. As I pulled myself to my knees something rather heavy landed onto my back causing me to smash into the ground again. I rolled onto my back to find someone pulling themself off of me. I couldn't see clearly but it seemed to be a female and she was covered in the same goo as I was.

"Jeez Meriwether I know Sirius is hot and you're obviously attracted to his looks right now and you're probably not going to see him ever again but it doesn't mean you have to throw yourself on him. A simple good-bye would have made him notice you." Taunted James.
But surprisingly Daphne who was famous for her sharp, witty, mean comebacks just blushed severely and ran back to her parents. Some stranger helped me up and James said a random spell to get rid of the gunk that was all over my clothes. I felt bizarre. Colours we brighter, objects were sharper, it was if I had put on James's glasses. But there was something missing or was it someone?

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I was humiliated. I had boldly strode ahead of my friends holding my potions kit. Not seeing the crack in the platform, I tripped into the person in front of me, dropping my kit. Out spilled the really powerful love potion I had created as a joke with my best friend, Alexandra at the start of the year. We were planning on using it on Tom Riddle to see if it had any effect on him but had gotten caught by our potions teacher when we were trying to put it into his pumpkin juice at dinner. So it had been confiscated and forgotten until I was about to board the train when Professor Slughorn came running up to me and handed it back.
The plan was to destroy it completely when I got home but that obviously isn't going to happen. You see, the potion is supposed to be either consumed or felt. Who ever that is falls in love with the creator. If two people take it at the same time, they fall in love. So now seeing as both Sirius and I are covered in it that means we have a higher chance of falling in love. Which isn't good. I can't love someone as vile as him. But it mightn't work anyway because the magic could've worn off by now. I mean it's been over 6 months. Suddenly I felt weird…

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