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Not to insult my own gender, but the stupidity that is man astounds me.
Not that I am a poster boy for relationships or anything, but when you tell someone you love them, you shouldn’t be worrying about anyone else.
“Welcome lads and lasses to the first match of the school year. Ravenclaw vs. Gryffindor!”
There should be a book for that, aptly titled ‘The Looks Witches Share and How To Read Them for The Clueless Wizard’.
Her cousin couldn’t reveal that secret to her, so how could I?
Drapes in shades of champagne gold and white decorate the home, vases fit to burst with roses add to the suffocating cloud that hangs over this get-together of mostly rich stiffs.
It’s my New Year’s resolution to be a better boyfriend, to push Lucy completely from my mind, and to give Rose the guy she deserves; let’s just hope I can stick with it.
Where’s Voldemort when you need him?
What have I done?
It’s a promise that I have every intention to keep.
I shift my notes, feeling as if Christmas has come early.
There is just no way that I can return home without letting Lucy know exactly how I feel about her.
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