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You smiled and squeezed the hand of your boyfriend. You'd been with Harry for 3 months now, going on 4. He made you happy, as you made him. Or at least you thought so.
See, whilst you and Harry still told each other you loved each other, and still showed subtle displays of affection, but Harry seemed....well, off. Recently he hasn't been as engaged in your conversations. You brushed it off as just being stress from the O.W.Ls (you're both 5th years). But when you tried to talk to him about it, he avoided the question and changed the subject.
It was time you made him talk about it.
So, upon walking into the corridor, you lead him to the sofa in front of the fireplace. You sat down and looked at him.
"Harry? What's been going on?" you ask softly, rubbing small circles on the top of his hand. He glanced up and sighed.
"Is it that obvious?" he asked softly, looking down at his lap. You gently pulled his chin up to look at you.
"Harry you can tell me." you say to him, bracing for anything and everything. He sighs and looks into your eyes.
"(YN), I don't feel the spark." He says, slowly releasing your hand. You pause for a moment, letting it sink in.
"Harry-"
"I think we need to break up."
You stop and clench your jaw, holding the tears back at those words. You weren't going to let him see you cry. "But I thought we had something special. Was it something I did? I can do better Harry I can. Just give me another chance-"
"(Y/N), it's not you. It's just...I've found feelings for another. I've known for a while, but I didn't know how to tell you. I'm really sorry (Y/N). You're a great person and all, but you deserve the best, which I cannot give you." He stood up and smiled sadly at you. "I'm sorry...but if you really do love me, I need you to let me go Find someone who will treat you right." With that, he left you.
You sat for a moment, stunned at what just happened. Tears flooded your eyes as you stood and ran to your dorm, letting out your emotions from what just happened.
~Time skip to like, a week~
It's been a week now since Harry left you, and while the first few days were rough, you found a way to distract yourself in your studies.
You were walking around with Neville currently, talking about the Herbology class you both just finished. He looked ahead and frowned. You followed his gaze and stopped in your tracks. You couldn't comprehend the sight.
There was Harry, up near the castle, snogging Ginny Weasley. So that's who he left you for. You sighed and continued walking with Neville, not talking anymore. You were happy for Harry, because he was happy. It's like they say. If you love someone, let them go. If they love you back, they'll return.
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