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Henry Macmillan, dirty blonde, deep blue eyes, another boy that fell for the beautiful Rose Weasley. Unlike most of the boys that have harbored feelings for this beautiful girl, Henry did not try and hide it. Being raised as a gentleman, he wooed her, although subtly. It was always hard to make any move because Rose was always surrounded by her Weasley cousins. And seven years at Hogwarts thought him not to mess with the Weasley family. All of them had a knack for getting in trouble and for protecting one another.
So, like any self-preserving mongrel he tried to just have a decent friendship with her. It never could satiate his desire for her but he kept it to himself. She was his friend that's what mattered. And so Henry did everything in his power to keep Rose to himself but never taking it to a steady relationship. He was afraid that she would not like him that way and he would end up destroying their friendship.
Rose was an easy girl to talk to. She was always listening to anyone's problems and helping them get the grief out of their chest. One day a Slytherin boy was crying in a corner at the deserted hallway on the third floor. Rose and Henry were walking by, talking about light hearted subjects and were surprised to hear a sniffle. Rose being who she was; passionate and endearing, searched for the source of the sound. She then found the boy and quickly hugged him. She then dried his tears and started whispering comfort in his ears. "It's okay," she would say every once in a while. And when the boy finally stopped crying he told her all about his problems, while Rose just talked to him and comforted him. Henry was frozen on the spot, he had never seen a girl so passionate, so good, and so beautiful. He was scared, he was really falling for Rose Weasley, and that was never a good thing.
After that incident Henry avoided Rose. Yes, he never hid how he felt for anyone but Rose was dangerously close to his heart. He could never have her that close. He could not let her have that power over him. But, Rose was not stupid, she realized that he was avoiding her and this befuddled her. Why on earth would Henry avoid her? She thought to herself. She was hurt she couldn't deny that, and also she developed some sort of attachment to that awkward seventeen year old. In fact, she rather fancied him. He was kind, sweet and also a gentleman. Now why would he suddenly leave her with no reason whatsoever?
Henry tried and failed to avoid Rose. She was hard to avoid when she was persistently trying to seek him out. After dinner Rose cornered him, "why have you been avoiding me?" she asked.
"I have done no such thing," he answered her.
"I will not be taken as a fool, you have been a prat and you know it,"
"Rose why don't you get a life and leave me alone? I don't want you near me, I don't want you messing with my head, I don't want to be your friend anymore and most importantly I don't bloody want you in my life anymore, so just sod off." He said with a tone of finality. There was an awkward silence after his short rant. Rose sighed, she let all he said sink in. she could feel tears forming in her eyes, and she held them back. "Is that what you want?" she said slowly taking deep breaths because she knew any time now her voice would crack.
"Yes…" he said barely softer than a whisper. She looked into his eyes, blue and blue meeting each other's gaze. Hers were soft and full of emotion while his were cold and masked. She could see that this was the last time they would be talking, so she said the only thing she could in a moment like that, "goodbye then, I will never come and bother you again." She said, unsure of herself if she can keep up the façade. He nodded and that was her cue to leave.
When she was out of his sight she ran, she ran so fast she thought her legs would give up. She ran until she reached the edge of the lake. And she just sat there and cried. She felt a hand on her shoulder while she was under the tree near the lake, she didn't bother looking up to see who it was. She just let him comfort her out of her misery, she figured it was a bloke since when he hugged her she could feel strong arms wrapped around her. Her heart was shattered once more and she had no idea how she was going to fix it when it was barely even whole.
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