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Nothing would do us apart

You had always harbored feelings for Harry Potter, ever since you first laid eyes on him at Hogwarts. You admired his bravery, his loyalty, and his determination to fight against the darkness that threatened their world. You longed to be by his side, to support him and love him through all the trials and tribulations they faced.

But as the years went by, it became clear that Harry had eyes for someone else: Ginny Weasley. You tried your best to hide your feelings, but it was hard to watch Harry and Ginny grow closer and closer, while you remained on the sidelines.

One day, you decided to finally confess your feelings to Harry. You found him sitting alone in the common room, and took a deep breath.

"Harry, I need to tell you something," you said, your heart pounding in your chest.

Harry looked up at you, his green eyes curious. "What is it, Y/N?"

"I...I love you, Harry," you said, your voice trembling. "I know it's probably too late, but I just had to tell you."

Harry's face softened, and he reached out to take your hand. "Y/N, I had no idea," he said, his voice gentle. "But I'm sorry, I don't feel the same way. I care about you, but not in that way."

Your heart sank, but you tried to hide your disappointment. "I understand, Harry. I just had to tell you."

As you left the common room, you couldn't help but feel a deep sense of sadness. You had finally mustered the courage to tell Harry how you felt, and he had rejected you. It was like a knife to the heart.

The next day, you noticed something strange about Harry. He seemed more affectionate towards Ginny than usual, and he barely spoke to you. You tried to ignore it, but it was hard not to feel hurt.

One day, you overheard Ginny talking to her friends about a love potion she had used on Harry. Your heart sank as you realized what had happened. Harry wasn't really in love with Ginny - he was under the effects of the potion.

You confronted Ginny, demanding to know why she had done it. But Ginny just sneered at you. she was unrepentant. She gloated about her victory, about how she had finally won Harry's heart. You could barely contain your anger, your hurt, your frustration. Ginny emerged victorious. She had Harry wrapped around her finger, and you were left alone, heartbroken and lost.

"Harry and I are meant to be together, Y/N," she said. "You were never even in the running. You're just a pathetic little girl with a crush."

"and you aren't? So desperate for him to love you that you choose to use a love potion on him?" you replicated with anger.

You tried to fight back, but Ginny was too powerful. She had the upper hand, and you were no match for her.

As the weeks went by, you watched helplessly as Harry and Ginny grew closer and closer. You tried to stay out of their way, but it was hard not to feel jealous.

One day, you saw Harry alone in the library, looking sad and lonely. You hesitated for a moment, then approached him.

"Harry, are you okay?" you asked, trying to sound casual.

Harry looked up at you, his eyes pained. "Y/N, I'm sorry. I know I've been distant lately. It's just...Ginny and I are together now. I can't help how I feel."

You felt a pang in your heart, but you tried to hide it. "I understand, Harry. I just want you to be happy."

But as you left the library, you couldn't help but feel like something was wrong. Harry wasn't himself - he was under the effects of a love potion. You couldn't just stand by and watch him suffer.

You knew you had to do something. It was a long and difficult journey, but you persevered. You sought out potions experts, read every book you could find on love spells.

And finally, with your help, Harry was able to break free of Ginny's spell. He emerged from his haze, his true self restored, and he looked at you with eyes full of love and gratitude.

"I'm sorry," he said, tears in his eyes. "I didn't know what was happening. I didn't mean to hurt you."

You smiled, feeling your heart lift at the sound of his voice. "It's okay," you said. "I'm just glad you're back."

And then, finally, Harry said the words you had been waiting to hear for so long.

"I love you," he said, taking your hand in his. "I always have."

You felt tears prick at the corners of your eyes, overwhelmed with emotion. You leaned in, pressing your lips to his, feeling the warmth of his embrace as he held you close.

It wasn't easy, getting to this point. But in the end, it was worth it. You had the love of the boy you had always admired, the boy who had become a man before your eyes. And you knew that nothing, not even the most powerful love potion in the world, could ever come between you.