Behind These Hazel Eyes

Summary: Jaded, is what he is. But you would never know it; by the way his hazel eyes looked. Inspired by Kelly Clarkson's "Behind These Hazel Eyes." -One shot- -Not a songfic-

By: Loraliant Angelisa Snape

.H.a.Z.e.L..e.Y.e.S.

He sat alone, by the window in the common room, away from the fireplace. There was laughter and conversation going around him, but he would not join them. The sunset was blocked by the rainstorm that had yet to empty itself of the cold, heavy tears it was holding back, keeping the rest of the world from seeing what it really felt. His jet black hair wasn't as messy as it was an hour ago, his glasses were on the very edge of his nose, and his eyes were cast downward.

On the other side of the room sat Lily with her friends. Perfect prefect Evans. Loved by all, hated by the Slytherins. With perfect red hair, green eyes you could get lost in, and a shining personality for everyone to say, it'd be hard not to love her.

That's why you fell for her in the first place. Her beauty in looks, personality, and soul was what drew you in. It was a deep pool of water; you never fully knew which way was up, kept swimming to get to some destination you have never heard of, and forever drowning in sweet surrender.

You eyes once shown of that love, but now they're shells of what they once were. All that's left of you is what you pretend to be; sewn together, but so broken up inside.

And staring at her now, you feel an inkling of hatred. She made you like this. She took your love and spurned it away without as much as a backward glance. That's hatred you feel for her. It's not a feeling of passion, or devotion coursing through you. It's loathing, pure and simple.

But oh how you wish that were so.

She's laughing now. A disgusted look crosses your face, as you get up to leave the confining space. You can't take it anymore. She's too much; the way you've become is too much.

You flash her a hateful look, confusion mars her face. You open the portrait hole, climb out, and slam the door behind you with a loud thud. If you had turned and looked, you would have seen a wince full of hurt. If you had cared to listen at that moment, you would have heard, "James, I'm sorry."

But you were too busy hiding behind those hazel eyes.

.H.a.Z.e.L..e.Y.e.S.

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Loraliant Angelisa Snape