Inescapable | Drarry + Bleville ✔︎

Chapter 32

Blaise's POV:

He was worried, very worried. Even though it drove him crazy that their hands kept touching and he had to go scream in a bathroom because of it, he wished he was here right now, just to make sure he was safe.

As he walked towards the Slytherin common room, he was called by Professor Trelawney. "Dumbledore needs to see you, dear." She says.

"Alright... The password?" He asks.

"Sherbet lemon, dear." She says, her eyes bulging behind her glasses. He nods and rushes away. That woman was weird.

He steps up to the gargoyle, says the password, and steps up the now revealed spiral steps.

He feels suddenly comforted by the familiar office.

"Blaise! No need to sit, unless you want to of course. I only need to talk with you briefly." Dumbledore says.

"Uh... Ok, what is it?"

"How is that bracelet working out for you?"

Oh no. "Oh, yeah it's good. Works really well." He gulped, but spoke confidently.

"Oh, really? You don't seem to be wearing it right now." Dumbledore points out.

He paused for a bit, thinking of an excuse, "Yeah, I left it in the common room."

"Or... You gave it to someone." Dumbledore smirks and stokes his long gray beard.

Oh. No. "Huh?"

"Someone came into my office, a young Gryffindor. He had that bracelet in his pocket, the same one I enchanted. It may be some coincidence, but if I'm correct I'd say you gifted him that bracelet, yeah?" Blaise simply stares at the floor, debating whether or not to run away. "Just so you know, that bracelet helped him in a time of need today. He might've passed out if it wasn't for your gift. That's very kind of you." Blaise smiles at this. "But I'm assuming you didn't simply do it to be kind?"

"What do you mean?" Blaise asks.

"Well, you don't seem like the type to do that and well, don't think an old man doesn't notice certain things..." Dumbledore smiles.

"What things?" He asks nervously.

Dumbledore sighs, "I guess I must tell you a story. Sit here right here," He point to the seat in front of him and Blaise goes to sit in it. "Well, when I was your age there was this boy I knew. He was a student at Durmstrang, I was in Hogwarts. But we were very much alike. We became lovers very soon after meeting each other. I loved him, sometimes I still think of him... But terrible things happened between us. We fought each other, becoming enemies, and he showed his dark side. I was heartbroken." He stares at his desk with sad eyes, "But I can see that love in you. I notice how you look at him. The importance of that story is that there is nothing wrong with how you feel. It's completely normal. Love is a beautiful thing and you should be glad you can experience it."

"I can't! He has a girlfriend and he'll never love me back and even a tiny bit of physical contact with him ruins my ability to think and act correctly! I hate it." Blaise vents.

"I thought the same way... But these feelings remind you that you have love in your heart, that you're human! That's something special. It may hurt, but it's a blessing to feel such an emotion. Don't take it for granted, ever. I took it for granted and now I'm regretting it. You can learn things from everyone you love, even if it doesn't work out. You have them for a reason. They teach you something in life. For example, Gellert taught me what love felt like. Not only that, but he made me realize who I truly was. If I never met him, I never would've known. Now, think about what your love towards Neville is teaching you. Even if it hurts, you need this. You wouldn't have it if you didn't." Dumbledore says, giving him a kind smile.