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HPFC: Daily Prompts from the Mods: October 7th, 2010: It was worth it in the end.

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Parvati.

I was fooled. Fooled by him. He would give me that stupid Slytherin smirk of his, and I would instantly melt.

(Every time.)

He cheated on me numerous times. But then he would grin at me, and then I'd fall for him again, and again. (And again.)

I forgave him every time.

I actually thought he loved me. I thought that when someone said that to you, they couldn't lie. I had this fantasy in my mind that if anyone said it, they would have to mean it.

I didn't know it was all a lie.

(Though all the signs were pointing to it.)

Lavender.

He told me she was nothing, nothing, compared to me.

He said it ohsoseriously, but every time, I knew it was a lie.

(Unlike Parvati.)

Because in the morning, he would always, always, leave.

I knew what I was doing with him was wrong. I knew I was betraying my bestfriend. But…he was amazing. After Ron, no one wanted me. The only one that stayed by my side was Parvati, and how was I repaying her? By hooking up with her boyfriend.

He knew exactly how to push my buttons, get under my skin. He knew exactly how to seduce me, it was inevitable.

I'd fallen in love, inlove¸ like I said I wouldn't. Not after Ron.

Stupid, handsome, Slytherin.

Blaise.

I was fooling both of them.

Beautiful, dark Parvati. And blonde, cute-as-a-button Lavender. I had both of them wrapped around my finger. Parvati wanted a relationship, and so, that's what I gave her. Lavender? Well, all she wanted was a little love.

They made a stupid decision.

As did I.

Because I? I fell in love.

(Yes, in love.)

Parvati.

I wanted a relationship, (because I'd never had one) and he was the only solution, it seemed. And I was to pretend to like him, and no feelings were supposed to be involved.

And I was careful.

I made sure not to get to know him, to keep him a mystery.

But mysteries always intrigued me, hadn't they?

I suppose that's why I fell in love with a boy I barely knew.

Lavender.

I think, deep down, I really did care for him. Other than the snogging and shagging, I did love him.

Maybe I didn't shag him because I wanted some love.

Maybe it was because I was in love.

With him.

I guess all those shagging sessions worked…

Blaise.

Yes, I did fall in love.

With whom, you ask? Parvati or Lavender?

Well, that's not something I will be sharing.

Because…

She would never love me anyway.

No one did.

Parvati.

I guess you think I'm stupid for falling in love with a stranger.

But he….he was enigmatic. I wanted to find out all of his secrets, his dreams, his desires.

I was always a nosy person. Always the one for gossip. Just like Lav….

Lav…

My best friend, and the girl who'd fallen for the same man I had.

But I didn't, I don't, hate her…

Strange, huh?

(It was all worth it in the end…I suppose.)

Lavender.

No, I don't hate Parvati. She's my best friend, I would never hate her.

After all, I was the one shagging her boyfriend…

I mean, I do feel bad for betraying Parvati.

(I do!)

But I love him…he was worth it.

If you've ever shagged a Slytherin, you would know what I mean.

Yup, I fell in love with my shag-buddy…that happened to be my best friend's boyfriend.

I'm such a lovely person, aren't I?

(Well, it was all worth it in the end.)

Blaise.

Fine. You want me to tell you who I fell in love with?

You want me to tell you?

Right here, right now?

Okay. I will.

I'll tell you who I chose.

Well, here goes.

The girl I fell in love with was—

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