The Journey

Harry

" It's been a while." He gave me a gentle hug.

"It has. I quit talking to them because..." He interrupted me.

"You don't have to explain. I trust whatever the reason you had a good one. I just want you to promise me something." He sat me down on a bench and crouched in front of me looking at my arm.

"What?" I asked.

"Don't let this mark define you. Those kids care about you. It's someone else tearing things apart. I thought I could fight alone too. But, I couldn't. Let them in more." He smiled at me adjusting his glasses.

"Can I tell you something?" I asked.

"Always." He grinned.

"Nice..." I smiled slightly. " I think...I think it's Twila..." I looked through his glasses making eye contact. I've never felt more scared.

"Who's causing all the trouble?"

"Yeah. No proof though." I sighed. I pulled out the paper and opened it.

"It's blank. Fell out of the necklace..."

"I put it in there. Do me a favor. Wait till next year to talk to George Weasley he'll show you how to read it. Then by your 6th year you'll know everything, and your last two years can be enjoyable." He sighed.

"Okay. Deal."

"What did Draco tell you about this? I know you asked." He gestured towards my arm.

"I asked him how to deal. Not how to erase it. Just, deal. Accept it." I shrugged.

"What did he say?" He showed me a picture of you, then his wife.

"Find someone that will forgive always. And someone that will love you unconditionally." I grinned. "I think I know who those people are after today. Scorpius isn't one of them."

"Malfoys..." He laughed.

"Malfoys." I laughed with him slightly.

"Think you could do me a favor?" I asked.

"What's that?"

"I need help getting into the Quidditch match. It's Gryffindor, and Hufflepuff. Tomorrow night."

"Fred?"

"Fred. And I need in Slytherin Common room. And Gryffindor for Albus..."

"Well, Slytherin it is." Harry snuck me in there was a crowd of people.

"Where the hell is he?" I clenched my fist.

They all moved to the side letting me see Scorpius sitting on a couch. I sat next to him.

"how the hell you get in here!?" He looked shocked.

"Doesnt matter. Let's talk."

"about what?"

"What happened today. You back away from me protecting Hannah. You two were scared I was going to hurt you." I can't believe he thinks I would be hurt him.

"I'm sorry. Please, give me another chance. I want you." he sighed grabbing my hand."

"You want me? That's fine. But before you answer this one question think carefully. If you're saying you want me that means you get to deal with the overthinking too. You get to deal with the negative attitude. You get to deal with the thoughts. You get the girl who will fight back even if it takes her a while. Sometimes she won't talk because she feels like everything she says is a burden, that her opinions don't matter. You get the girl that rather listen to you talk than herself.

You get the girl that will sit there and let something eat at her until she can't take anymore. Just because she doesn't want you to see it as picking a fight. the girl that would change herself if it meant you not being embarrassed of her. She has a hard time pulling away her wall but if it made you feel better she'd do it. She knows if you don't want her anymore and won't say a word and still do nothing but good by you.

But you also get the girl that will sit up all night balled in a corner of the room. Her hands in her hair just trying to remember how to breathe. Until finally at 5:00 in the morning comes around and the screaming has stopped, and now she's just bleeding. You have to be willing to help her get that breath back without all the hurt. That she can't even feel. But you're not up to that are you? So, tell me. Do you want all of me?" The pure shock on his face, this poor boy didn't know what to do.

"Let me guess? It's too much fucking work right? Imagine how I feel." I stood up getting ready to walk away.

"I do." He grabbed my hand hugging me like he did that night on the tower. I hugged him back tight.

"Then prove it." I was crying my eyes out. We've been together almost a year. I don't want anyone else.

"That's why I have to let ya go." Tears left my body uncontrollably.

"I don't want to let you go..." I sighed.

"We can still be friends. I promise." He grinned. "Here. To replace your necklace." He handed me a green potions bottle that hung from a silver chain. He put it on as everyone was starring. I walked from the common room leaving. I went and buried myself in my bed.