Taking the Hogwarts express has never been so emotionally confusing. It would be easier to understand a rock than my damn mind.
It's the first day and all starts again. But this time is the last time. I know I belong only and nothing but the Death Eaters. But there's something I can't stop thinking about. Something is betraying me from the inside, but I can't help it anyways. Can I?
Actually there's no need to give importance to such a pathetic thing. Instead, I should concentrate myself and delete all the distractions that could cause me problems trying to reach my own fate.
She is a distraction. But I can't help it. I know that protecting her from the Lord it's non-sense. Her freaking eyes are my freaking enemy, but I can't help it.
I can't help the need to stay with her, nor the jealousy I get everytime she's with the red-haired guy.
But in my mind it's just her and the memories. Both of us know what happened, and how she asked me to choose between my future and her. I haven't chosen yet, but my answer that 3rd of March of 1994, was not her, because I'm a guy has no choice.
