Post by Jess on Sept 18, 2005 10:24:33 GMT -5
Prologue
I met her on the train ride to Hogwarts. We both got sorted into Hufflepuff, take all the same classes, and we're best friends. But this year I've started to feel a little more for Hannah Abbott. It's wrong, I know. My parents keep trying to introduce me to nice young men ever since they found out I was a lesbian. It's never worked. I can't like boys as much as Hannah. She's my best friend, my soul mate, and my secret love. I don't know how I survived before I met her.
Oh yes, I remember. I didn't. I was bored, dead, unhappy until I met her. My parents are bland and boring, and I don't have any brothers or sisters. Then I met Hannah and I came alive.
She has no idea I feel this way. I think she has a crush on Ernie Macmillan, who is nice and all, but he's, well, Ernie. He's a bit of a prat. Hannah probably thinks I'm going to be a nun or something. Justin Finch-Fletchley asked me out two months ago and I turned him down. Hannah tried to convince me to go out with him, saying he was perfect for me, but I couldn't. I know Hannah doesn't feel the same way, but I can't stop thinking "what if?" Just what if she did feel the same way? I've never had a girlfriend before. I've never even had a boyfriend. I stay up late at night sometimes, just thinking about her. Sometimes I can't sleep, knowing she's just two beds away. Sitting next to her in class is intoxicating, especially if she's forgotten a book and has to share mine.
I wish I could tell her how I feel, but I know it's no use. I'm just Susan Bones, Hannah Abbott's best friend. Nothing more.
I met her on the train ride to Hogwarts. We both got sorted into Hufflepuff, take all the same classes, and we're best friends. But this year I've started to feel a little more for Hannah Abbott. It's wrong, I know. My parents keep trying to introduce me to nice young men ever since they found out I was a lesbian. It's never worked. I can't like boys as much as Hannah. She's my best friend, my soul mate, and my secret love. I don't know how I survived before I met her.
Oh yes, I remember. I didn't. I was bored, dead, unhappy until I met her. My parents are bland and boring, and I don't have any brothers or sisters. Then I met Hannah and I came alive.
She has no idea I feel this way. I think she has a crush on Ernie Macmillan, who is nice and all, but he's, well, Ernie. He's a bit of a prat. Hannah probably thinks I'm going to be a nun or something. Justin Finch-Fletchley asked me out two months ago and I turned him down. Hannah tried to convince me to go out with him, saying he was perfect for me, but I couldn't. I know Hannah doesn't feel the same way, but I can't stop thinking "what if?" Just what if she did feel the same way? I've never had a girlfriend before. I've never even had a boyfriend. I stay up late at night sometimes, just thinking about her. Sometimes I can't sleep, knowing she's just two beds away. Sitting next to her in class is intoxicating, especially if she's forgotten a book and has to share mine.
I wish I could tell her how I feel, but I know it's no use. I'm just Susan Bones, Hannah Abbott's best friend. Nothing more.