"I'll love you always - J.P." was written in plain black ink on a crumpled peace of paper that had clearly been torn out of a fifth year potions textbook. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ She always had her head in the clouds, living in a dream. He was down to earth, just living his life. She was a Black. He was a Potter. She had yet to learn how to love. He was willing to help teach her. But in the end everything was destined to fall apart because love is fragile and paper is easily torn.