11 - Realisations

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Later that night, sitting in the Common Room with my legs on the couch, I was trying to yet again work on my Transfiguration paper but my mind kept going back to Tom's words.

Clearly he was not the only one who had noticed the change in our dynamics, but now, what he said... things were certainly going to be different.

I mean, he wasn't going to let me get away, ever?

With all these feelings I had been having recently, it finally struck me.

I pushed my books and legs away from the couch and put my hand on my head, then looked into the radiating fireplace.

My feelings for Tom had developed into something more than friendship.

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