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When Student becomes the Teacher!
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Category:
Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
Views:
1,157
Reviews:
13
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
When Student becomes the Teacher!
Remembering,
It had seemed like it was long ago, as he sat there, watching the lands of his past and heritage pass him bye. When in fact it had only been a year ago today that he sat here, and she walked into his life. Oh he had watched her for the past six years. He had seen her grow from the child wanting to know-it-all, to the young lady, no, young woman she is today. Very strong, intillegent, sassy, headstrong and the will of a young woman. Their was nothing she couldn\'t do. When push came to shove, she all ways ended up on top. Like him.
He smiled everytime he thought about her. The way her eyes would light up and shine when she knew the answer to any question. The determend look she got if she didn\'t know the answer. Her long chestnutt hair flowed to the small of her back. He rememberd being scared of her hair at one time, when she first came to school. She was known as the bushy haird, Know-it-all, Pain in the arse, and the bane of his existence.
It was at one of these detitions that she asked him a question, a question he never forgott. A question no one had ever asked him. To this day, he still will never for get it, but he thanks Merlin and every thing magic in this world that she did.
It at tat that moment, that he looked into her eyes, he saw and felt for the first time time in his life. Her eyes were mot the brown he thought they were. They were a deep color of a 20 year old Brandy, that had sat untouched, never opened to the world or light out side. They were a deep amber with a touch of cinniamon, soft and warm, inniocent. For the first time in his life he felt compassion, warmth, simpathy, and love for life in her eyes. It had scared him shitless. He had never known these feelings. And the question she asked him, It rocked his world.
\"Why do...you...hate me...so much? What did....I....ever do... to you?\" was her question. Plain and simple.
It had seemed like it was long ago, as he sat there, watching the lands of his past and heritage pass him bye. When in fact it had only been a year ago today that he sat here, and she walked into his life. Oh he had watched her for the past six years. He had seen her grow from the child wanting to know-it-all, to the young lady, no, young woman she is today. Very strong, intillegent, sassy, headstrong and the will of a young woman. Their was nothing she couldn\'t do. When push came to shove, she all ways ended up on top. Like him.
He smiled everytime he thought about her. The way her eyes would light up and shine when she knew the answer to any question. The determend look she got if she didn\'t know the answer. Her long chestnutt hair flowed to the small of her back. He rememberd being scared of her hair at one time, when she first came to school. She was known as the bushy haird, Know-it-all, Pain in the arse, and the bane of his existence.
It was at one of these detitions that she asked him a question, a question he never forgott. A question no one had ever asked him. To this day, he still will never for get it, but he thanks Merlin and every thing magic in this world that she did.
It at tat that moment, that he looked into her eyes, he saw and felt for the first time time in his life. Her eyes were mot the brown he thought they were. They were a deep color of a 20 year old Brandy, that had sat untouched, never opened to the world or light out side. They were a deep amber with a touch of cinniamon, soft and warm, inniocent. For the first time in his life he felt compassion, warmth, simpathy, and love for life in her eyes. It had scared him shitless. He had never known these feelings. And the question she asked him, It rocked his world.
\"Why do...you...hate me...so much? What did....I....ever do... to you?\" was her question. Plain and simple.