❀𝗗𝗼𝗻𝘁 𝗯𝗲 𝘀𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗽𝗮𝗺 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘀❀
"This isn't a game Harry" you were fuming.
Harry paced back and forth.
"Well then what do you want it to be"
"What I wanted, was for this relationship to work. You never listen to me. It's always 'me me me' stop and think about me once Harry" you sat down on the bed in his dorm.
"Well if this relationship isn't good enough for you, find a new one then. Somebody who can wait for hand and foot on you, as you want" he made sure to exaggerate your words.
"You know what I said. And that wasn't it. Fuck you Harry" you slapped him, not going to let him see your tears.
He had already seen you cry too much. "I'll find someone who completes me. Loves me, does anything for me. And when I find that person. I will give them all my time and love" your monologue left Harry stunned. His hand was clutching his cheek as you tore open his door slamming it.
You passed by Ron and Hermione sitting rather close on the couch.
If you were in a good mood you would have commented. You were too breathless to even speak. Tears threaten to fall.
Hermione noticed quickly and got out of Ron's embrace.
Much to his dismay.
She wrapped her arms around you and led you to the couch between her and Ron.
"Hey, are you alright?" Ron asks.
This finished you. Tears couldn't stop coming down.
But you couldn't feel them. Your whole body felt numb.
You couldn't help but think back to how Harry didn't try to even save your relationship.
Hermione pulled you in close and you cried into her shirt letting her shirt form a small tear stain.
You pulled yourself out of her grasp to stand up and find the person who you knew could make you feel better.
Draco.
Your childhood best friend.
"Guys I'm thankful for trying to comfort me but I need to find Draco," you said. Your voice a little shaky.
Hermione nodded. She understood that you guys went way back. She wasn't about to tell you that you couldn't be friends with him.
Ron just rolled his eyes secretly.
You rubbed your eyes. The wetness was made you wipe your hand on your jumper.
On your way walking to the Slytherin common room, you couldn't tell if it was angry or sad tears. You rarely cried in front of people.
The password for this week was "serpent".
You stepped into the room looking around it. Not caring about your appearance.
One girl looked at you weirdly. You guessed it did look a bit odd. Your hair was disheveled from you constantly pulling at it in anger.
Harry can do a number on you.
You briskly walked to Draco's dorm and opened it to him twirling his wand bored.
He jumped at the sight of you.
Messy hair, messy jumper, red eyes.
"Geez do I look that bad Draco"
"It's not that... it is" he didn't spare your feelings.
