When I first saw her, I just saw a pretty yet quirky young Ravenclaw who's mother was dead and her father ran a magazine for a living. But I slowly looked beyond her quirks and saw a sweet, pure soul. I fell for her but nobody noticed the longing glances I sent her way all those years at Hogwarts, not even Professor Snape. For a while she was all I could think of, the way her pale stormy grey eyes sparkled with mirth or the way her wavy pale hair rustled in the wind. I began to distance myself from Pansy, much to her disdain, to try to speak with Luna. But my efforts were to no avail for her friends among Gryfindor and Ravenclaw would not permit her to speak to me. Downcast I submitted to they're wishes and kept my distance, still waiting,
ever longing, always hoping
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Heart of a Snake
FanfictionWhen he first saw her, all he saw was a blonde Ravenclaw who had some odd ideals. But he soon became fond of her and was willing to do anything to keep her safe from the Dark Lords plans. When she first beheld him he was a rich, rude Slythrin. She...
