HARRY's POV
It's been four days without Alura in my life. Even when we hated each other, we always found some way to communicate, even if it wasn't in the friendliest way. This time I know she's not coming back. She has dropped all of the classes that she shares with me and even arranged to eat at separate times from me.
I expected Blaise to at least update me about how Alura was doing - was she hurt like me? Did she cry for days straight as I have? - but Blaise told me he wants to respect Alura's wishes to not have any relationship with me.
Ron and Hermione have noticed the dark circles under my eyes and the brokenness behind them. I haven't told them about my wanting to be close with Alura because I didn't want to give them the satisfaction of being right. Hermione eventually backed off, but Ron continues to investigate my missing classes.
Day one without Alura was when I had the most hope. I thought that she'd eventually come around and tell me it was all some kind of joke. Blaise did the honors of telling me that she was dropping all classes with me and that he couldn't continue to mentor me.
Day two without Alura was when I lost hope. Snape informed me that I'd be having a new deskmate since Alura changed her class period. Conveniently, I'm now desk-mates with Malfoy, which doesn't help how I feel at the moment.
Day three without Alura was when I found an old box with pictures of us together. There was one photograph that I was extra fond of - it was of her and I laughing, and Alura was laughing so hard that she was using me to support herself. I cried harder than I had the last two days. Ron conveniently walked in on me staring at the portrait. He attempted to comfort me but it wasn't the same as her touch.
Day four without Alura was the hardest. It was when I gave up on her, when I started to actually believe there was no hope. That day I finally understood why she did what she did. She was right - I have caused her most pain, as she has I. She's not selfish for wanting us apart, she's just trying to protect herself.
Today is day five. I'm currently sat in The Great Hall, picking at my food with my fork. Everything around me sounds so far away as I replay the last words I have heard from her: 'If you try to speak to me again I will make your life a living nightmare.'
THIRD-PERSON
"Harry!" Ron nudged his shoulder, pulling him from his thoughts.
Harry was grateful and annoyed to be interrupted. He raised a brow at him, showing that he is now paying attention.
"We were just talking about Christmas break in two weeks," Ron informed him. "Do you know what you'll be doing? You're always welcomed at the burrow."
Harry furrowed his eyebrows and tilted his head. "That's in two weeks?"
"Yes, Harry."
"I swear it's been five days," he mumbled.
"No, it's been five weeks," Hermione corrected.
"It has?"
"Yes!" Ron confirmed. "Now what are you doing for Christmas break?"
"I have no clue, honestly. Alura will-" Harry stopped himself, sighing.
"Harry, what's going on between you two?"
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Helium | Harry J. Potter
Fanfiction❝I love him so much that it fucking hurts. If this were an alternate universe, we'd be a normal couple. Our first date would be a cheesy movie date - with a terrible movie, but we'd laugh anyway because we were having fun.❞ In which Alura Malia Salv...