I love him.
There's no denying it.
After all I've done to him, everything I've done in general, yet here he is.
He genuinely cares.
I wonder what his friends reaction was.
When he leaves them to come take care of me.
Or has he not told them yet.
I'll ask him the next time I see him.
I get out of the hospital wing tomorrow anyway.
He's probably going to mum me outside of this room as well.
God, he's such a worry wart.
But I'm okay with that.
I don't want to sound selfish, but I've waited eight years for him.
I wanted him to notice me.
In something other than fighting.
My friend, Blaise...
My used-to-be friend, Blaise, told me once I had an unhealthy obsession with Harry.
I wouldn't call it an addiction...
More, I'm afixed to him.
I love the way he sends shivers up my spine when he looks at me.
Or when he smiles, my stomach gets a light, butterfly sensation.
And when he talks to me, I want to kiss him on the spot.
I want to shout 'I love you', so.
But I never can.
He's not into me like that.
And dare say, he never will be.
I'm such an idiot...
I fell for the enemy.
He's my hearts capture.
I couldn't live or breathe without him.
The thought is terrifying.
A life without Harry Potter is not a life worth living.
That is my new motto.
I will live by that, and no one can tell me otherwise.
Who could?
Everything I'm saying right now is in my head.
But my gods, I would go to the ends of the Earth for that boy.
I just wish he'd do the same.
I love you, Harry Potter.
Unconditionally.
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FanfictionI, like all others, am a victim. To life. To living. The endless circle of living and dying. But you. You never change. And me? I will die with no one knowing who I really was. My true self. Slowly. I wilt. And soon. Death. ________________________...
