technicolour beat ✼ jily one-shot

She didn't know when she realized she loved him.

Maybe it was when she noticed how his hazel eyes lit up when he was talking about something he was passionate about.

Or maybe it was when she noticed how protective he was over the people he loved.

Or maybe it was his messy, jet-black hair that she so desperately wants to run her hands through.

Or maybe it was the way he would bite the end of his quill when he was concentrating in class.

Or maybe there wasn't a specific reason that caused her to fall for him.

She fell for everything about him.

Every perfection, every flaw, every detail, every strength, and every weakness.

She fell for all of him.

And it's not like she minds.

She loves the feeling.

She loves the way her heart would jump every time she would see him.

She loves the butterflies that would attack her stomach whenever he flashed that adorable smile at her.

And she loved him.

More than anything in the world.

But they couldn't be together.

He's over her, he doesn't like her like that anymore.

She's sure of it.

And even if he did, they still couldn't be together.

She could never do that to him.

She couldn't put him in that much danger.

She was a Muggleborn.

He was a Pureblood.

Most people would never accept it.

He would be targeted.

And she could never do that to him.

But it will never change the fact that she loves him.

Even though they couldn't be together, she would always love him.