A soul torn into two halves find themselves in a Slytherin girl and a Hufflepuff boy.
Waiting for seven years for your wife has never been this crazy... or magical.
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Sometimes you have to wait for the girl to come to her senses... that and a bunch of other stuff. But mainly wait. He managed to wait seven years for me because he thought I was worth it. Until now, I'm not sure about that, but I'm glad he stuck around for me to realize what he has always known. We were soul-mates.
"It's all part of my seven-year plan," said Vincent with a smug smile I never thought I'd ever see in his face. He has changed so much, grown so much. And I was never so much in love.
A fourth year Ravenclaw catches strong feelings for a Slytherin. Both characters living their best lives together but, as they get older both of their lives begin to fall apart and they realize the only thing they have in the end is each other.
His eyes were glistening, His skin was glowing in the moonlight, white like snow. His hair was reflecting the moon. His rosy lips were so plump. He looked back at me. I looked back up at the night sky, brightened at most by the fullest moon. I leaned on his shoulder.
Years later~
"Draco?"
"Yes darling."
I gaze upon the glistening full moon.
"Do you think it is some kind of coincidence that we happen to always be out on the full moon?"
"No Elle. If you look deeper, you can see our names written faintly on the moon. Destiny." He whispers.