Harry. The name that riddled my dreams at night and plagued my thoughts in the day. There was no doubt about it, he was amazingly attractive and captivating with piercing, hallowing green eyes that could light up any room he was in. He had luscious curls that fell so effortlessly perfect atop his perfect head. He was perfect in every sense of the way. If only that were true. He was perfect, but not for me. He was perfect but he didn't even notice me. He was perfect but he was a year above me in school. He was perfect but... he was my brothers best friend.