It all started in my 3rd year. I was almost 14, because my birthday fell after September 1st. He was 15, and would be turning 16 within that year of school. He was the class clown, and I was the nerdy perfectionist that nobody seemed to like at the least. Except for the 2 friends I had, but that was about it.
I don't know exactly how anything sparked between us...I mean, we were almost 2 years apart and I was good friends with his brother. It almost seemed so wrong, but so sweetly right. However, I may have just been the only one who felt it. Every little "hello," every little smile, every time he would simply look my way...it all built up.
What really shocked me, though, was when he asked me to give him singing lessons. Oh, well, you never know...!
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Singing Lessons
FanfictionON HOLD!!!! FREMIONE FANFIC!!! "Why did you give Harry that map?" That's how our first conversation started. "Don't you die out there...don't you die on me!!" That's how our last conversation ended. NOT REALLY ALL THAT SAD I PROMISE!!!!!!
