Fix a heart (h.s.) ✔

Stories and Secrets.

Harry's P.O.V.

"What are you doing in my room?", I asked the girl who was currently sitting on my bed.
"Your mum told me I should ask you about this.", it was only just now that I discovered the frame resting in her lap.

She picked it up, revealing the picture to me and I swear, in that moment my breath got caught in my throat.

"Where did you get that from?", I stuttered, taking a few steps towards her.
"I almost knocked it over.", Luna blushed slightly, then continued, "I was supposed to ask you about it."
I sighed and took a seat next to her, fiddling with my thumbs.

"It was on Christmas day. We went outside after breakfast to build a snowman. After we had done that, I accidently bumped into Gemma so she feel and as dad tried to catch her he somehow stumbled and fell as well. They were laughing and I decided to lie down too. I didn't notice my mum grabbing her camera. I was so stunned by my father. He was so incredibly happy and carefree, always smiling. He was such a loving man, always telling my mum he loved her, looking at her like she was his world, with pure adoration in his eyes. I remember thinking of him like some sort of hero. My personal hero. He used to read me bedtime stories and pick me up from daycare, always telling me how proud he was when I accomplished something, no matter how useless it was. He taught me how to ride a bike and how to tie my shoes. Everything was so amazing and I never wanted anybody else to be my dad.
That picture was taken only a day before everything changed.", I sighed heavily, looking up at Luna.
"What happened?", she asked carefully.
"My grandfather called the following evening, telling my father he had to start getting used to be the boss of his company, since he would retire soon. After that everything changed. My dad started to work very late, going straight to bed when he came home. He didn't take my mum out anymore, rarely even taking his time to see Gemma and me, not even asking mum about us. After a while he grew colder as we started recieving harsh glares and loads of scoldings for things he used to do with us. Everytime we'd ask for him to come outside he'd snap, telling us not to be silly before locking himself in his office."

"And how do you feel about it now?", I felt a delicate hand grab mine, warming my body instantly.

Des' P.O.V.

As I walked upstairs, loosening my tie, I walked past my son's door, hearing him and that girl. I didn't pay a lot of mind to it until I noticed a slight crack since the door hadn't been shut fully. I couldn't stop from eaves-dropping.

"And how do you feel about it now?", the girl asked Harry.

"I don't really care, but sometimes I find myself wishing he had never taken over the company. That he'd still be my dad and a loving husband to my mother. I wish that I would still be able to look up to him. For him to still be my personal hero.", my son's voice trembled with his last words.
I felt a mild pain in my chest, quickly shaking my head, ignoring the strange freeling. As I sat in my office I couldn't help but think about the words I had heard previously.

Had I changed that drastically?

I surely did realize that I hadn't had a lot of time, but I failed to notice the way I treated them. Now that I thought about it, I realized that I hadn't uttered words of love or pride to my family in quite a while and it obviously bothered them all.
Especially Harry. My champ.
And now, after years of a terrible behaviour, it hit me, probably too late.

I wasn't my little boy's hero anymore.

Luna's P.O.V.

My heart was breaking for the boy next to me as I tightly held his hand. Harry looked truly disappointed and it was as though his personal hero had let him down.
Suddenly I felt some sort of sympathy for the older man, thinking that he was pushed into something he might not have wanted and now Harry was in his position.
I started thinking about how this man was forced to be someone he wasn't and turned into it really quickly. I looked over at Harry who was playing with my fingers, gently tugging and squeezing every now and then.

He didn't deserve this. He was supposed to see the world and live his dreams just like he wanted to.

"Luna?", he spoke up, green eyes staring intently into mine.
"Yeah?"
"Where are your parents?", Harry asked, licking his lips afterwards.
"They...."

A/N: Such a tease. I don't think I've ever done such a short chapter, but I wanted to give you something and I really don't have any time so this is all I could do. Hope you like it!

All the love, Mel x.