Elena POV
I stared into the open fire in the billowing fireplace, the scene of it was rather calming to me. We had all just finished having dinner and were now sitting by the fire and simply enjoying a calm evening, Harry was beside me with his arm around my shoulders as always and my mom was sitting beside my aunt as my uncle was sitting next to my aunt of course. The crackling fire kept the room nice and warm, so I was very happy snuggling into Harry's side a little bit to really snuggle up!
It was so peaceful, I simply adored watching the open fire crackle as Harry held me tight, it was something fairytales are made of, that's for sure! I was all red in the face, I could tell! I wish I knew a little bit more about love, because I'm not sure if it's normal for the feelings I already have... well.... to grow. I feel more and more lovey-dovey by the day, it's hard to not burst into absolute giggles when I'm around him at this point! But I don't know what I'm supposed to do about it either, in the movies I've seen one can apparently "confess" their love for someone else, but that looks... well.... scary! Because sometimes the other person doesn't feel the same way!
I have no clue what I would do if Harry only saw me as a friend... in that case I would never say a thing about my feelings, I don't want to push him away or anything! I would entirely understand it if he never had feelings for anyone, he's been through so much negativity in that spectrum I... I would be alright being his friend forever if that meant I could continue to help and comfort him... no matter how bittersweet it's slowly beginning to feel.
There's all of that, then there's Ahtohallan! That's also been on my mind plenty, I think I simply must go see for myself what it holds, there's no way I can know where it is and be content NOT going! Besides... if the river of memories can show me my dad in the flesh, or at least kinda in the flesh, I think... I think I'd be a little more content with that scenario. That and hey! I get to see some fun childhood memories! As long as I remind myself to not go too far, how bad could it be?
I took a long yawn as my eyelids began to feel ever so heavy, so I leaned my head on Harry and took a deep breath to simply relax myself as I curled up into a smaller ball as I do when my mom chuckled a little bit and spoke,
"Well you look rather comfortable Elena"
My mom lightly joked, I giggled a little bit and sat up only ever so slightly to look at my mom more directly,
"I very much am"
I said very happily, my mom gave me a warm smile and a discreet wink which resulted in me having to conceal a little giggle. At least my mom knows about my crush on Harry and supports me, it makes me feel a lot better! I'm so new to it all, it's nice for her to have my back,
"And so do you Harry"
My aunt lightly sang, he chuckled a little bit and squeezed me a little bit, my heart went up in little flutters at the action alone! He took a little sigh of content,
"I am, but unfortunately I have to get up. I'm just gonna drop this off in the kitchen real quick then I'll be right back"
Harry quickly said as he was mentioning the empty cup in his hand from his beverage. He slowly stood up, his arm slipping from being around me caused me to shiver slightly from the newfound chill. He always warms me up, so it's no surprise that his absence makes me colder,
"Do you need a crutch?"
I asked, kinda just because I wanted to go with him. He slowly stood on his wounded ankle before picking it up and wiggling it around a little bit,
"Actually, I think a day of rest did it good enough. Ye were right darlin', one day of not doing anything and it feels good as new"
I'm glad he's feeling better! Will I miss the excuse to be his chaperone everywhere? Slightly, but I'd rather have him all better no matter what! I smiled and happily looked down at his ankle for a moment before looking back up,
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Cold Hearted
FanfictionPrincess of Arendelle Elena Iduna Árnadalr is the bright and bubbly daughter of Elsa, former Queen of Arendelle. Gifted with the same magical abilities as her mother, the girl was kept at home for the majority of her life as she learned how to yield...