07 | in which

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IN WHICH,
harry potter suddenly realises i exist.

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Words,
little little messes
of thoughts,
But twisted so that
they aren't the thoughts
Anymore.

It was the same
with Harry Potter,
and the words he told me.

"Could you
please go to the ball
with me?"
he asked, with no
feeling at all,
at least, his face didn't convey
any feeling.

There was a crowd of people,
watching eagerly —
not for my answer,
but for Harry's expression.

Only one pair of eyes 
searched my face,
silver-blue.

I met them,
as I said,
"Yes. I would
like to go to
with you."

With you,
Draco Malfoy,
Of course,
I'd like to go to
any ball.

His hands thrust into his
pocket ever further,
as he grit his teeth,
as if my answer affected
him personally.

Everyone cheered,
for Potter,
not for me.

Because there is
no happiness,
in being disabled —
even if that let you
see further.

As Potter walked away,
Ronald Weasley cheered him,
And I read his lips,
As he said, 
"Going with the dare,
I see?"

I think,
I forgot that the words
"refusal"
and 
"fairness"
existed just then.

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