I was wrong (Harry Potter)

I was wrong (Harry Potter)

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"What are you talking about?" "You don't see it?" "See what? I don't see anything!" "You're amazing! Why can't you see that?!" "I'm not-" "Why do you have to be so dense?! You do crazy things to my head with everything you do! The way you walk, the way you talk, the way you look so adorable when you're mad... You're so god damn beautiful! Please. Can I please have you? I need to know I have you instead of knowing you're his." "You can't possibly... Like me! That's impossible..." I was wrong about that being impossible ~ Lily Potter. Who knew she was wanted by just about every boy? Certainly not Lily herself. When someone had the courage to talk to her and actually say the things on his mind, Lily is delighted. That action may do more than stir up feelings. It may just open other's eyes and see what they think they need to do. Who knew one small action could lead to a very different outcome of the impression of the "best school year yet"? Certainly not I. (Harry Potter Next Generation)
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