Inell's Fanfiction Archive

She hated him. She hated patrols with him. She hated the way his hair fell across his forehead and got into his eye and he refused to ever push it away. She hated the way he nibbled on the end of his quill when he was studying texts she could never understand. She hated that he knew what the texts meant with ease and could have conversations with Granger that made her feel stupid. She hated that he could make her feel stupid. She hated that she wore her best robes and fixed her hair and spent extra time getting ready for the two classes she shared with him each week just to see if he'd notice. She hated that he looked at her and saw her, saw through the masks and careful facade she'd crafted from an early age. She hated that he listened to her, asked questions in a soft voice that she often heard whispered in her dreams and valued her opinion in a way no one ever had before. She hated the way his name caught on her lips, "Ernie", whenever he pressed her against the wall and kissed her neck. She hated everything about him...but she loved the way he loved her and, really, that's all that truly mattered.