870 Days || Hermione x (male) OC

Chapter 2

There are some moments when Maxon just wants to chill and sleep all day in his room. Itching for some alone time with himself and to also avoid any social interaction with other life forms for the rest of the day. Unfortunately for him, The sun shining brightly and the temperature is perfect. Because of the thick walls of his room, he's unaware of the noise on the other side of it. His extended family and friends are all present at the Manor preparing for the second child of the Emrys Family's birthday celebration. His aunts and uncles all travelled to London just to see their nephew turn 15 despite the busy schedule they still made time to see Maxon in his special day.

Everyone is doing something to help set up. The ladies insisted on doing the cooking and decorations, leaving the men to wait for instructions from them to do. The Malfoys and Zabini Family are also there helping with the preparations. They are all smiling and laughing as they converse to one another.

Maxon on the other hand was sleeping peacefully in his room. He was dreaming about being the most famous photographer in England and receiving multiple awards from different continents. The dream soon changed to Maxon standing by a lake. It was dark and cold, the only light source he has is from the full moon shinning with the stars. He seems to be talking to someone with his back facing them. His face is blank but his eyes are turning red from all the anger he is feeling.

"You should've told me earlier" His jaw tensed when he heard the person from behind him reply.

"You're not my boyfriend to begin with, why would I tell you anything?"

He turned around facing them. He's trying so hard to keep his tears from forming in his blue eyes.

"That's the problems isn't it? After all that I have proven to show and make you feel that I love you..." Maxon walked towards them and looked at them in the eye.

"It's not enough for you to see that I fancy you. That every time I try to make you mine, you always...always slip from my grasp" His voice cracked. He's not crying but keeping his emotions intact is affecting the way he speak.

"What are you-"

"It doesn't matter anymore. Look I have to go, It's already past curfew I can't risk getting detention again." Maxon said.

He walked passed them but stopped and sighed.

"Congratulations, All I wished for you is to be happy...Even if it's not with me."

Maxon walked away wiping the tears escaping his eyes and leaving them at the lake frozen and confused.

He woke up from the dream feeling some tears falling on his cheek. Maxon sat up and leaned his head on the headboard.

"What was that" He muttered.

His room is dark but there's light seeping in between his drapes. It's awfully quiet which Maxon finds comforting after the dream he just had.

He closed his eyes for a few seconds before opening them again. Placing his feet on the cold wooden floor, he stood up and went to the bathroom.

After brushing his teeth and taking a quick bath. He walked back to his room a towel on his waist and entered his walk-in closet to get some clothes.

The grey haired boy doesn't seem to remember what the date is that day. Actually no one would if you just had a bad dream and woke up on the wrong side of the bed.

Maxon plopped down his bed fully dressed. He doesn't want to be bothered at all but his privacy is completely thrown out of the window when his bedroom door was kicked opened. There, standing by the door is his friends and cousins grinning devilishly at him. He lifted his head to see who almost broke his door but his eyes immediately widened when all of them ran towards him jumping and crushed him.