You Were Nice to Me | n. longbottom

(Warning : a stalking and obsession story. I hope none of you romanticize this or you'll concern me.)

[short story]

Love? Obsession? How much of a difference are the two really? I am obsessed with her because I love her, oh god I love her so much. I can't stop thinking about her, her laugh, her smile, her everything. I need her, even if she doesn't need me back.

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"Why are you doing this to me!?" Your body thrashed back and forth, you needed an explanation. Why are you so special? Why you, out of every other girl at Hogwarts?

"My love, isn't it obvious?" He smiled softly, leaning down to meet your eyes before caressing your cheek. "You were the first person to look at me like a normal human. You listened to me and were never mean or intrusive. You were nice to me."