regret, harry potter (rewriting)

thirty one*

Harry has never been happier because Aurelia has been spending more time with him and the two have been more affectionate towards each other; Harry has always been the one to make the first move but lately, Aurelia has been doing exactly that.

Harry always slept late every night doing God knows what that Aurelia, Ron, and Hermione have to wake him up every morning. This time, it's Aurelia's turn.

"Harry. . . wake up," whispered Aurelia while shaking his body softly.

"Five minutes more," mumbled Harry, still with his eyes closed.

"I've been here for twenty minutes now, this is your fourth time saying five minutes more," she reminded him.

"I promise this is the last time."

Aurelia sighed before she jumped and landed herself on top of him.

Harry gasped and woke up right away. "Fucking hell Aurelia, you scared the shit out of me!"

"That's what you deserve. C'mon Harry, Molly said breakfast is ready." She kissed the scar on his forehead.

"Fine," he sighed, putting on his glasses. "I'll meet you downstairs."

"Good — don't sleep again though!" she screamed before shutting the door.

"I won't!"

Aurelia sat next to Hermione with Ginny in front of her. Awkward tension, Aurelia thought because the younger redhead and she are in an awkward place right now. She doesn't dislike Ginny or anything, it's more that Ginny has been avoiding her. Ginny would even get all flustered and nervous around Aurelia, even Hermione noticed it.

Aurelia didn't tell anyone about her eavesdropping on Harry and Ginny the other night. She figured both of them didn't want to talk about that either because Ginny and Harry stopped talking entirely after the talk.

"Sorry, I slept in," confessed Harry as he sat next to Aurelia.

"What did you do every night?" Aurelia hissed at him.

"Nothing."

Aurelia raised her eyebrows at him and he just stared at her with the drop-it look.

Aurelia sighed and continued to eat her food.

After breakfast, the boys and Ginny decided to play quidditch while Aurelia and Hermione sat on the porch, watching them.

"Dean and I are thinking about coming out with a comic book," Aurelia blurted out. "I'm responsible for the plot, he's responsible for the drawings."

"That's really great, Rellie!" Hermione beamed, clapping her hands together.

"Thanks. . . We're still working on it though," admitted Aurelia.

Then she looked at the field which made Harry smile sheepishly at her and waved his hand to her, resulting in him being hit by a quaffle.

"Ow! What was that for Ron!" Harry exclaimed, rubbing his arm.

"The game is here! Not there!" Ron replied while pointing at Aurelia. "Do you want us to lose?"

Aurelia chuckled at the sight.

"He really fancies you, you know," said Hermione all of a sudden.

Aurelia didn't know what to respond and just hummed in agreement.

"Do you. . . think you'll ever be with him?" asked Hermione hesitantly.

"Er- I don't know to be completely honest," confessed Aurelia, still looking at Harry. "He has been such a nice company this year and I appreciate it very much. I would be lying if I say I didn't feel anything from his constant affection. But. . . I just can't forget what happened, you know."