Warning: This sequel contains NO happy endings
Sequel: Fair play
He couldn't resist looking at her even in war time. Everything else flew around like shades of colours but not her she was a whole image in his eyes. It was in the room of requirement his brother even gave him a poke with his elbow when he noticed him staring too long.
He looked back into the great hall and decided that would never look at her again it was all a his fault, his big mistake to be looking after a girl when his brother needed him. It was all his fault, his fault that his own twin brother was dead. He didn't deserve love. He fought for his lost
George saw Harry killing Voldemort but again it was all in a blurry vision. He was thinking and wasn't such as stupid as his brother thought he was, he knew he liked her too. It wouldn't be a fair match if one of them couldn't compete.
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