Disclaimer: JKR has the rights.
For Maria Mississippi's FreeVerse Challenge.
((who do you think you are,
blaise bloody zabini?))
that's what she said to you,
and suddenly you knew why she was a gryffindor.
before that fight, she'd been all
everything you always looked for in your girls.
but that day,
you learned your goddamn lesson
no more dating out-of-house for you.
cause that girl...
her beautiful black hair, so sleek and long and straight,
was suddenly w i l d as she threw it about,
running her hands through it.
and her brown cheeks were flushed
as she let out that lion's roar.
((i trusted you, blaise zabini! i trusted you!))
she s c r e a m e d it.
((i waited for you...))
and she almost sounded bro-ken as she said it.
((i waited for y o u . . . ))
but it's not your fault, right?
the beautiful gryffindor
who was stupid enough to believe you
when you said you loved her.
[then again, blaise zabini...
didn't you believe it too?]