𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝑺𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 (𝑯𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝑷.)

༄Fifth year; Salt༄

Harry's POV
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I sit in front of the window with my knees up against my chest, arms wrapped around them. I didn't mean to snap at Y/n but i couldn't help but to feel anger, anger that I'm not sure was my own. I have felt so angry and frustrated lately and it seems like she is the only one who can control this side of me.

I feel horrible for snapping at her, even though she went against her word, that's not why i reacted the way i did. It was more of she didn't come to me when in pain and struggling like i thought she always would. We did some what rush into our relationship....but should that mean anything?

No...this is Voldemort trying to get in my head again...I sigh standing up, gently running my hand through my hair. I walk out of the room, leaving Ron and his loud snores alone, along with the others. I go towards Y/n's dorm and right before i go to knock i hesitate, is she even awake right now? It is pretty late and I don't even know if she wants to talk to me right now.

I shake my head going against it and decide it was better to just head off to bed and wait for the following morning.

But every time i tried she would avoid me or I wasn't able to speak to her, nearly a week went by and we still had not talked about what happened. Sneaking around Umbridge and her new inquisitorial squad has proved to be harder then before, especially now that Draco and his slimey squad joined it.

"Have you and Y/n still not talked?" Ron asks and i shake my head

"C'mon now Harry, you love each other its obvi-" I cut him off feeling the emotions take over again, "Ron! I don't feel like talking about this right now" I mumble, speeding up my pace towards the Room of Requirement

Through out Y/n and I teaching another lesson I couldn't help but to smile at how her curly hair bounced behind her shoulders as she explained how to use a new spell, "Harry, could you give an example?" She asks me softly and I nod before pointing my wand towards one of our many metal dummys.

"Reducto!" I exclaim firmly, watching the metal turn to dust and slowly fade into the graded rail below

"Thank you love..let's talk after lessons" Y/n mutters in my ear, a smile now appearing on my face that she finally wishes to speak to me after days of ignoring me

"You know the drill everyone, only two or three at a time and be sure to wait until the Simps squad has taken the bait" Y/n smirks at the name she had given the group as we were leaving class for the day

It was now a week before we left for Christmas break and Hermione, Ron, Y/n and I were to head back to Sirius and Y/n's home. I watch her as she steps in front of the mirror that we had set up a photo of Cedric, the old Order and a few news paper clippings, "Harry I'm sor-" She begins but i cut her off

"No..i need to go first..I'm sorry Y/n, I didn't mean to snapping at you. It's not fair that im taking this unfamiliar anger out on you" I say softly avoiding her glance but i know she's listening

"I ju-...just think everything is finally catching up to me, and with Voldemort back and- and when you didn't tell me i got scared and-" She wraps her arms around my waist from behind, butterflies erupt in my stomach, fluttering vigorously

"I'm sorry too, I should have told the truth...You have every right to be upset Hazza" Y/n mutters in my ear as i place my hands over hers

"I promised you something and i didn't keep it like i should have....i lied to you just like everyone else in your life" She says and I close my eyes, when she says it like that...