NOTHING ─ r black.

03

You were always there, staring, smiling ─ making my face fold up in irritation.

Faked irritation.
Because I loved it.

I loved the way you looked at me.
I loved the way your eyes smiled.
I loved the way you talked bad about
me but then slip in a compliment.
I loved the way you hated me.

I loved you.

But you never knew.
Because we were us.
Regulus and Levana.
Black and Potter.
Slytherin and Gryffindor.
We were you and I.

And we hated eachother.