My first love was somewhat special. Everybody's is in a way. But mine, mine was different.
My first love was broken, patched, interfered with.
I may be married now. But, surely you know you can never let your first love go.
Even when they are no longer yours.
Even when they never were yours.
People say they want to save themselves for the right person. But what if the right person stood right in front of you?
Do not think I would stoop as low as cheating on my husband. I can't. Even if I wanted do, which I do not, I could not.
My first love was broken. Bent. The man on the other side wasn't even part of it.
I loved my first strongly, hungrily as if I was an animal. But that's how he loved his love. Hungrily. Strongly. Like an animal.
But here's the thing.
It wasn't me.
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Molly Weasley | A HP FanFic
Fanfic"I sat on my desk next to James Potter. Like in every single lesson. Most people, girls and boys, think its a miracle that I get to sit next to the schools biggest and best. But not me. They don't know the reality of it. I didn't choose the sure nam...
