By Icy

Disclaimer: Anything familiar belongs to Joanne Rowling!


I never believed anyone would captivate me. I never gave thought about my future. I never cared about love. That was before I met him.

When I first saw him at the Hogwarts Express, during his first year, I felt like melting. His eyes were the brightest green I had ever seen, his hair stuck up in awkward angles- but that didn't matter. He was too good to be true. And, when I found out he was Harry Potter, I felt dread, why would he like me back?

He saved me from Tom Riddle in his second year and killed the basilisk. He saved me from a memory. How could I have been so foolish?

I hoped he'd ask me to the Yule Ball during the Tri-Wizard Tournament, but he didn't. I was losing hope. I watched him dance with Pavarti; I couldn't keep my eyes away. And when he stopped dancing and left her to join Ron, I felt a flutter of happiness inside me.

During our Defense sessions, (Dumbledore's Army) I wanted to prove myself to him, that I was strong enough for him.

I went with him to the Department of Mysteries because I wanted to make sure he was safe. After Sirius died, I wanted to comfort him, tell him that everything would be fine.

I know I have dated and kissed many boys at Hogwarts, but my heart has never left him.

And then, he kissed me after the Quidditch game, I felt the happiness that I felt when I first met him. I wanted to sink into his arms.

I knew we were meant to be together. Forever.

A/N: This was made out of boredom so it might be suckish. Acerbus will be better than this. I also wrote it because I had writer's block on Acerbus. I need to think of a good way to start the 1st Chapter of Acerbus, so that might take about 3-4 weeks. Sorry.- Icy