𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐌𝐞 | 𝐇.𝐏

act i : scene xvi

today, hermione asks me to help her teaches harry again. she told me that she can't teach him but this spell is her discovery from an old book at the library and he might need it. so here we are back again at the astronomy tower after curfew because we barely have a free period and is used for doing stacks of homework.

"so... hermione says the spell is named 'the four-point spell', i haven't heard of it but let's try" i say pacing around mindlessly with a note on my hand, harry slumps against the wall, staring at me. "'the four-point spell' is a spell that would make your wand point due north, therefore enabling you to check whether you are going in the right direction within the maze"

"hm" he hums, closing his eyes droopily.

"you haven't sleep, have you? you look so tired harry" i said softly, taking a seat beside him and placing my hand on his shoulder.

"mm.. no, i haven't. 'mione told me to do my homework" he mumbles.

"maybe you should go back to your dorm harry if you want to sleep, it's too windy up here, you could catch a cold"

"nooooo, 'm lazy"

"yes, you are harry" i chuckle, seeing his glasses askew.

"let me sleeeeeep!" i didn't say anything until i feel his head dropped to my shoulder along with soft snores coming from his mouth. i conjure up a blanket that will be enough for the two of us and drape it over both our shoulders.

"g'night harry" i say softly before closing my eyes and lean my head against his.

we're fallen asleep twice now in the astronomy tower. constellation ahead of us, but tonight, the brightest is sirius, as if it were watching us.

-

i woke up at 5.35am. i shake harry's shoulder gently to wake him up. "harry" i whisper, "wake up harry" he just groans and turns his head to the other side so the back of his head to me.

it's one week before the last task and we still need to learn the new spell and also try all of the spells that we have learned.

i move in front of him and shout "harry potter!", he opens his eyes, startled and his palm meets my cheek in kind of harsh way. he's bloody strong.

"oh, shit! i'm sorry y/n, i didn't mean to" he realises that he just slapped me across my cheek.

"chill, it's nothing" i shrug my shoulders, "i shouldn't have waking you up like that" i nervously laugh.

"still, i'm sorry" he moves closer to me, holding my jaw to examines my cheek. "shit shit, it's a bit red"

"no, it's fine really. just gonna give you a compliment... you're bloody strong"

"fuck, i'm sorry, really y/n" he rubs his palm against my cheek gently while i'm looking anywhere but him.

"forget it. now let's get back to our dorm and practice yeah? maybe hermione and ron will be able to help, since today's saturday" i say after he took away his hand, getting up and bring my bag.

"yeah... sorry for the," he gestures to his cheek, "and sorry, last night i'm really tired so, again, sorry for wasting your time" he awkwardly scratches the back of his neck.

"'s okay, well, i'll be going now" i start walking towards the stairs

"wait! let me walk you to your common room" he says, getting up and walks beside me.

"you don't have to-"

"nah... come on" we walk down the stairs and towards hogwarts ground to the dungeon.

comfortable silence seems to like us a lot. they accompany us when there's nothing to talk about but enjoying each other presence. the presence that brings peace, safe, and... love.

"—right?" harry snapping me out of my thoughts.

"i'm sorry, what?" he chuckles lightly, showing the small dimple on his cheek.

"'m just asking, so, we're going to meet at the transfiguration class right? with hermione and ron too"

"sure, what time?"

"after lunch or any time you could" he says quickly.

"after lunch, it is" i confirm, just in time we arrive in front of the slytherin common room. "see you harry" i say softly.

"see you y/n" he waves like a kid with a smile on his face making his glasses slumped a bit. i smile to him one last time before get into the common room and go to my dorm.

everyone's still asleep. i take a bath and change myself to something comfortable, after that i finished my homework just in time daphne and pansy wake up.

"oh hey mrs.potter" said daphne groggily, rubbing her eyes.

"uh..."

"fallen asleep after practising i presume?" pansy says, getting to her feet and stretched her back.

"mhm, listen-"

"aren't you tired teaching potter? i mean, you've been doing it since first task"

"no actually, at first it's just about my mum but now i feel like the need to help him, i don't know why"

"but he's making you happy y'know, i know we all haven't hung out so much lately because of him but we always watching you and you're smiling all the time" daphne moves toward my bed and laying off beside me.

"creep" i scoff.

"you rarely beaming like that y/n, not even with draco and i'm pretty sure potter likes you" pansy comes to the other side of me as i sat in between them.

"why would he like his arch-enemy since first year? i don't even know if i'm still going to be friends with him and the others after this or not" i sigh exasperatedly.

"do it, no balls!" daphne yells sleepily.

"malfoy loves to look at you smiling, he really feels bad for treating you like his father treated him. he says 'y/n needs someone like potter, not a disappointment like me'" pansy throws her arms to my shoulder.

"why are we talking about potter?" i ask.

"malfoy seemed stress looking at you so happy and he's always thinking that he doesn't deserve you, especially he knows that you're guys still in a relationship but it isn't him that make you smile like that" pansy ignores my question and mumbles against my neck, daphne already curled up and back sleep again.

we're dating because we shared the same pressure, the same feeling under our own roof. i understand him, he understands me. but, aren't we too broken to be a couple? i mean, i'm broken and he's broken. he needs someone to fix him and surely it isn't a broken person just like him. i know that this is what exactly going on inside draco's head right now. but why he suddenly change?

"i admit potter's cute" i say nonchalantly, pansy immediately holding my shoulders so firmly, daphne who was been sleeping —opening her eyes as wide as a saucer.

"i knew it! i fucking knew it!" daphne holds my face, squeezing my cheeks and got onto her feet, pacing back and forth around my bed.

"there's a reason why we ship you with potter more than we ship you with malfoy, no offence" daphne starts, "first, i see you're so happy like you always smiling all the fucking time. second, even though draco's not toxic anymore but he becomes too paranoid of can't make you happy the way potter does and that'll weigh you down y/n."

"not to mention you're looking better as a couple with harry, not malfoy" pansy says.

"oh shush, let's not talk about this right now"