Secrets And Hidden Feelings (A Harry Potter Story)

Chapter 13

One Week Later
I haven't been into work in a week. Have only talked or interacted with Hermione who has graciously spent some well deserved self wallowing time with me. With lots of ice cream, wine and muggle movies.

Hermione had lost her temper with Ron about his actions with me when I lost my temper with Ginny. He defended his Sister saying yes slipping a love potion to Harry was wrong but second guessed the kind of happiness Harry would have with me.

Then she confronted Ron about his whereabouts the evening before, where he couldn't give an answer. Ron expressed his need for some time away from Hermione, packed a bag and left. Sending Hermione into a tailspin of emotions. Showing up at my flat with two bottles of wine, a bag of muggle movies, a pillow, blanket and an overnight bag.

It was nice to just have a girls week, something I never had considering I wasn't popular in Hogwarts nor at work. It was nice to just forget about our love lives and just act like teenagers again.

However we hadn't totally forgotten about our troubles. Hermione came to realize that her and Ron had a lot to work through but she wasn't sure if it was worth it. Yes she loved Ron but was love enough? Then there was Draco who Hermione confessed she started to have feelings for.

Then there's Harry. He's sent numerous owls trying to talk to me. Shown up to my flat. I ignored him each time. It's clear by how he became distant that I was just another notch in his bedpost. Hermione tried to assure me that's not true. That Harry isn't like that.

Life has to go on right. So here I am walking through the Ministry on my way to Harry's office to meet up for a mission. I am aware of the stares and whispers as I walk. Apparently my actions last week have spread. Turning me into a villain that attacked poor innocent Ginny Weasley. How I am my Father's Daughter.

I ignore them all, holding my head up high and remembering who I am. The Daughter of the bravest man to ever walk in the Wizard community. I knock on Harry's office door and step inside when it opens.

At the sight of Harry it makes my heart stop and butterflies appear in my stomach.

"Lena." He says running over and when he goes to bring me in for a hug, I step back. Hurt flashes across his face but I ignore it.

"Are you okay? I have been so worried."

"I'm fine. Should we get going?"

"I was hoping we could talk first. I want to say I am sorry for what happened. If I would have known Ginny had slipped that love potion into my tea, I would have never taken it."

"I know. Shall we?"

"Lena." I ignore him cause the more he talks the more my resolve weakens.

"I would never hurt you Helena. Please know that. I would have never pulled my wand on you if I wasn't under that potion. Please Helena, I would rather die than hurt you." I nod, his words bringing tears to my eyes. Harry sighs and pulls a mangled suitcase out from next to his desk.

"You have been briefed?" I nod.

"We're traveling by Portkey." He holds the suitcase out to me and when I touch it I have the familiar sensation of being pulled from my navel.

When it stops I open my eyes to see we are in a forest.

"The cabin isn't far. That's where she should be." Harry says and I follow him. This time we are hunting down Tara Huckleberry. Ex Death Eater who was responsible for over two dozen disappearances of Witches and Wizards.

We walk in silence, me ahead of Harry.

"So is this how it's going to be?" He asks.

"What?"