"Yes, I suppose you're right... But this is also my fault, right? Is it because I'm a Slytherin and she's a Gryffindor? If she had been with her people at least she could be recognized and not overshadowed by me, maybe she never should have joined me" While I said it my eyes were on the ground without looking at anyone, and every time I spoke my tone of voice lowered, but it was still audible to everyone "It was never going to be possible, we are from different houses, I am a Slytherin and she's a muggle-born girl, we're not meant to be together. Maybe it would be better if she went with someone like Potter, it seems he's not a bad looking one, so she wouldn't have to be around a bad looking boy like me ... Go, Hermione, you'll be happy being with him, I can't do anything to help you get what you want, go and stay away from me, I'm not good enough for you... with him, you'll be better, go with Potter" I said as I grabbed the clothes from Hermione's shoulder as I feigned I pushed her towards Potter's table, my voice sounded depressed and full of resignation.
Harry Potter: Red Weasley The Strange Red Wizard
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