Ophelia || Harry Potter

Chapter 142

"Sirius can I talk to you...alone"

Sirius Black turned to see Harry pleadingly looking at him. He raised his eyebrow but gestured for him to lead them somewhere more private. They walked away from everyone and down towards the lake where it was quiet, only the sound of the merpeople's mournful song as people wished Dumbledore peace in the after life

"So what is it mate?" Sirius questioned "Wait your not asking me for a blessing are you?"

"No, no, no, no" Harry quickly responded but sighed. His head turned to look back up to the top where his eyes caught onto the back of Ophelia. She was talking to some adults about her past and her mother

"I know what's happening" Sirius truthfully admitted. Watching the saddened expression on the boys face as he looked up to his niece

"It's the safest way for her" Harry told him, glancing to the man "If we're still together then Voldemort will definitely use her to lure me... and I'm afraid that would happen"

"It's an admirable thing your doing, Harry" Sirius clasped his shoulder "I don't think she'll be mad, maybe hurt, but I know Ophelia and she will understand"

"I just wished it didn't have to be like this" Harry sighed "Let's just hope in the end, good does win"

"We just have to hope"

I finished my conversation with a couple who were fascinated with my heritage. They claimed to have met my mother and wondered what truly happened to her. Whilst then adding their sorrow to hear of her death

My head turned to Harry who was nervously walking towards me. I glanced behind him to see Sirius come from the same direction but have a different destination

"You okay?" I ask as he glumly stands in front of me

"I need to talk to you" He sighs, outstretching his hand. I take it as he leads me to a more deserted area on the school grounds. It was close to the whomping willow where we placed ourselves onto the vibrant grass. The sun glittering against our skin

"What did you want to talk about?" I ask, getting a knowing feeling in the pit of my stomach

"I need you to understand that this is for your safety Ophelia" Harry shared, talking quickly "I don't want to loose you and because of that I have to do this"

He fell silent as I now definitely understood what was happening. A tear slipped down my cheek as I looked into the distance

"We have to break up"

Silence spreads over us with the sound of birds chirping coming from the forest. There was also a distant mutter coming from where everyone was still gathered. I sensed his head turn to me which then was followed by me looking to my lap where my fingers were twisted together

"I understand" I truthfully admitted, allowing a sigh to escape through my lips "Maybe one day we'll get out happy ending"

"One day...hopefully"