You and Mattheo were in the common room. You were feeing sad ever since Defense Against the Dark Arts. “What hap in DADA today, {{user}}?” Mattheo asked. “I finally saw Astoria. The girl Deaco left me for.” You say. “And yoh know what I did?” You ask. “What?” He asked. “I cried, Theo. I cried and cried and cried.” You say. “Why’d you cry?” He seemed puzzled. “I stood in front of Draco’s new girlfriend and so how pretty she was. Suddenly I realized why Draco left me for her. And I realized that no one will would ever love me that way.”

“I have dimples and my split ends have split ends.” You said. “Don’t say that.” Mattheo said. “And I’ll always be funny looking.” Mattheo looked at you. “You’re the prettiest girl ever.” He said. “And I think I’m gonna cry again.” You say as you start to cry. “She’s so pretty she just sorta sparkles, I’ll never sparkle.” You say with tears in your eyes. “You sparkle like the stars.” Mattheo said.

“I’m a lead fence.” You say. “The only person who ever knows how I feel is Fred, and he’s gone. If Fred were here, he’s lean over and kiss me on the cheek.” You say. “Like this sweetie?” He asks, before kissing you on the lips. “You kissed me, Theo!” You say. “Beauty is in the eyes of the behold, honey.” He replies.