SPOILER!!: Why did we do this? *sobs uncontrollably*
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Originally Posted by
noodles 
JEEZ! What the hell was he supposed to do now!? He shouldn't have asked that question. He didn't NEED it confirmed for Merlins' sake! He should have just—crap. It would have been better to have ignored it.. or deliberately misunderstood what Trixie meant. Wasn't Oliver supposed to be a Slytherin!? Wasn't he meant to be a master of deception?
He shook his head and swallowed when she apologised. HE had to be the strong one here. Trixie clearly was in no state to be. His reddened eyes moved to look at the blonde, her little fragile face puffy and tear stained and, Merlin, there was mascara everywhere. It just added to the overall image of misery.
And then she said it..
'I love you. More than a friend.'
Her voice was barely a whisper but to the Snake it sounded like she had cast the Sonorus Charm on herself. The sound of all the chatter and laughter of the other kids in the hall seemed to fade into nothing but a slow dull murmur. He could hear nothing but the blood pumping in his ears and the quiet sobs of Trixie beside him. She loved him. What the crap? She LOVED him!?
He turned to face her, eyes full of accusation and yet he didn't know what he was accusing her of. Why would she TELL him? WHY? And why NOW of all times!? WHAT THE HELL DID SHE EXPECT HIM TO DO!? Urgh... he was angry. ANGRY! And yet he knew deep down that it was irrational to feel this way.
He took a deep gulping breath trying to think how to let her down gently. “...Trix. I... I.. er...” Brilliant! Way to go, GENUIS. He opened his mouth again but was stopped before he could even form a sentence when the blonde leaned in and pressed her lips to his, kissing him softly. The anger faded and he closed his eyes, feeling moisture on his face which he thought belonged to Trixie at first, but then it slowly dawned on him that the tears were his own, pricking hotly at his eyes and running down his cheeks freely. He felt himself momentarily returning the kiss but something clicked in his brain and he came to his senses abruptly and he pulled away.
Wide eyed, he stared at Trixie as she stuttered something incoherent, his cheeks pink and hot and stained with tears. “...I c-can't."He said in a whisper. "I.. I love Cam." His eyes softened as he looked at Trixie a moment longer, then he stood up slowly and left the great hall heartbroken for his bestie and feeling guilty as hell.
She couldn't take it.
The longer she stayed here the more her heart was tearing. She shouldn't have said anything. She should have just stuck with it, pretended she only loved him as a friend. As a best friend. But she'd probably just blown all that and there was absolutely no way he'd want to be her best friend anymore. And that hurt her more. Not only was she loosing him from the school, but she'd probably just lost him altogether.
She definitely looked a mess. There wasn't a spot on her face that wasn't covered in tears, the Mascara was dripping down in big black streaks and her hair was sticking to her face, but she didn't care. All she could was look at him with tear filled eyes. Stringing together a sentence now was completely impossible.
But she had felt it. Even if it was only for a split second, he had definitely felt him return the kiss. And even though she KNEW it meant nothing to him whatsoever, it bought just a small glimmer of hope to her. But he had pulled away, just as quickly as she had gone in and the Slytherin couldn't even bare to look at him. It was at that moment that she noticed he was crying. Like REALLY crying. It wasn't her tears, she could tell that. And it practically broke her heart again, just to see him shedding the tears.
She looked straight at him, like he was doing to her. What she had done was so wrong, and immediately she had regretted it, but she couldn't turn back time now.
"I...I know" she sobbed, she'd known all along that she would never, ever have a chance with him. She didn't know what to say next, but it turned out he was leaving. He had stood up and was heading out the Great Hall.
"OLIVER NO!" she stood, crying over at him, tears streaming down her cheeks.
"No please come back!!" she panicked, sobbing uncontrollably, literally breaking down. She needed a hug and for someone to tell her that everything was going to be alright and it was only just a very bad dream and that she would wake up in the morning and none of this had happened.
...But he had definitely gone.
The seventeen year old didn't know what to do. She collapsed back on her seat, her head banging straight forward on the table as she continued to cry.
Oliver Greenwood had really left Hogwarts...