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Life was better kept in a photograph. That way, you could store memories forever. Colin didn't think anything could beat a camera. They managed to capture life's best moments, like the way she smiled or the way her hair fell down her back in beautiful waves. Cameras managed to catch the way the danced when someone in their year played on their guitar, and the way she flew on her broomstick like she owned it. They captured her laughter.
They captured the way she stared longingly at Harry. They captured the way they danced together like they belonged. They captured their kisses.
Colin was Gryffindor's personal photographer. He took a photograph of every memory for everybody in his house, and a few kind Hufflepuff's. He just wished some hurt less than others.