**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚Chapter 8˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*

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Yet my eyes catch hers
As she walks by

I sit in the Great Hall as Oliver walks in. But I'm not paying attention as I noticed Penelope walk by. She such a goddess. I could look at her all day and never grow tired of her.

"Hey Perce"

"Hey Oli, look did you see Penelope? She's so pretty."

"Yeah she is"
He sounded sad when he said that. I wonder what's wrong with him. Maybe he's upset about Quidditch. But there hasn't been a Gryffindor match lately.

Wish I could stay
But I sigh
Led astray by her guise

Shes so pretty, I wish she be mine. Wait...is that what I think just happened. She's waving me over. Wish I could stay by Oli...but she is beautiful, it's unnatural. She's got me mesmerized.

"I got to go Oli, Penelope is calling me over"

"It's fine, I'll talk to you later Percy."

He barely ever calls me Percy. Something is up with him. But I can't talk now Penelope is calling me. She's breath taking and if I mess up this, I don't think anyone will ever be into me.

She's got me mesmerized
While I die

She's got me mesmerizedWhile I die

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