I think I wanna marry you!

Savannah Rose Richelle, the nerdy, bubbly, positive girl.

Harry James Potter, the seeker, popular, perfect guy.

What could go wrong?

Savannah has had a crush on Harry since she first laid eyes on him. It's third year now, and romance is blooming everywhere. Will Savannah get to Harry before the most popular girl in the year?


15. Love the way you lie

Harry's POV

I cringed at the voice calling me out. Savannah stepped away from me, facing the voice, a look of pure horror on her face. Her eyes were scared. I looked at who had horrified her. Bailey was marching towards us. She had a 'don't mess with me' look on her face, her eyes were livid, and her heels stomped the ground demanding attention. I walked up to her spreading my arms out in case she lunged at Savannah. "Bailey, it's okay-" I started. "Okay!?! Harry it's not okay! She wants to date you and has been threatening me trying to get me to brake up with you!" Bailey screamed before tears filled her eyes. I was shocked. In all the years I had known her, Savannah had never been a bully to anyone. I looked at Savannah. She was as still as a statue. Her eyes were wide and pleading. "Harry I wouldn't! You know I would never-" she started fear plastered on her face. "She's lying Harry!" Bailey said from behind me. I gulped. I didn't know what to do. Did I trust one of my best friends, or my girlfriend?

Savannah's POV

I felt the tears coming. I couldn't believe Bailey! I didn't believe anyone could be that mean! She was a Slytherin, but I didn't believe the stereotype Slytherin. I saw that Harry looked so confused. "Harry," I pleaded, "In all the years that you've known me when have I ever done something like this?" He smiled. I felt relieved thinking I had won him over. Boy have I ever been more wrong!

Bailey took out some body spray. Like this was the time for that! She accidentally turned the nozzle the wrong way at and sprayed Harry. "Oops!" She said with a very girly giggle. A pink mist came out and settled on Harry. Than before I could blink he turned to Bailey and kissed her! Right in front of me! It was like I wasn't even there! He clearly believed his girlfriend more than me. I clasped a hand to my mouth to conceal the wimper trying to escape my lips. I ran up the stone stairs. I never looked back, just ran all the way to the bathroom.

My sobs echoed through the empty bathroom. Everyone else was in class. I looked up into the mirror and saw a pearly white figure in the reflection. "Myrtle?" I chocked out. She gazed at me with sympathy. "Yeah it's me. Are you okay?" She asked. In my second year I had befriended the ghost, and she was actually very fun to talk to once you got to know her. "No," I sobbed before turning on the water. I pushed my hands into the water and soaked my face. I looked down where the water had drenched the front of my robes. The cold water trickled down my neck only making me more miserable. Myrtle glided over to me and put her hand on top of mine. It felt like I had dipped my hand into ice water. I tried not to shudder. She finally removed her hand and I grabbed some paper towels before dabbing at my face. I told Myrtle bye and promised to come visit her soon, before walking slowly to my next class. I was walking down the hall when I heard voiced. There was moaning from inside an empty classroom. I decided to leave before I heard or saw something I didn't want to. "Oh Dean..." Said a familiar voice. I whipped around. I ignored the stinging on my cheek from the whiplash I had given myself. I peered into the classroom. There was Dean in a close embrace with.... Bailey. I gasped. This was the so called 'study group' Dean was going to!?! Sure enough I saw Seamus in a corner with a girl laying in his lap. "Dean!" I screeched. He looked up panicked. With tears stinging my eyes for the millionth time that day, I shouted, "We're over!" Before running out of the classroom. Tears were still streaming down my face when I got to my next class, Dean calling after me. I wiped at my tears, glared in the direction of Deans voice, and walked into the classroom slamming the door behind me.

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