My Hogwarts DR

chapter 3: realization

AN: LMFAO so sry for the late update, I forgot I was writing this. Anyway, hopefully I'll be able to do more frequent updates in the future :)))

(Fred's POV)

Wren is laying on the couch while Mom performs the proper spell to wake her. I look over to the kitchen area and see Tara sitting on the counter while Harry holds a bandage to her nose.

(Tara's POV)

"How are you feeling?" Harry said to me, concern filled his voice. His free hand travels to my thigh subconsciously. I jumped up a little at the sudden touch, although I didn't mind his hand there.

"I'm okay, my nose just hurts a bit." I replied.

"I know, I'm sorry, but it's still bleeding so I'll have to keep the bandage in place."

It was sweet how caring he was. Now that I think of it, he's always been there for me, and at least, from what Wren has mentioned, he talks about me a lot too. I look up to meet his eyes and flash a smile, when he does the same thing back I feel my face start to heat up.

"Tara, Harry! Stop flirting and get your asses over here." Fred shouted at Harry and I while waving us into the living room now.

If my face wasn't red before it definitely was now.

My eyes scan over the events going on in the living room, Wren is up now, Molly must have helped, I smile weakly at Wren. She smiled back at me before noticing my bright red face. She didn't say anything but it's not like she needed to anyway, her eyes said it all. The way they widened, gliding back and forth between Harry and I.

I raise my eyebrows back at her, attempting to said 'shut the fuck up' with my face. She caught on and rolled her eyes in response.

***TIME SKIP***

(Harry's POV)

We were all eating dinner now, or everyone else was at least. I couldn't get what happened earlier out of my mind.

Tara has always been my friend, Tara is my friend. Fuck me. I am just trying to convince myself at this point. Well, even if I do fancy Tara it's not like I'll be admitting that anytime soon, if ever.

My thoughts scatter as a familiar hand waved over my face.

"Hmm?" I question before realizing who it was, Wren.

"You okay, you haven't really touched your dinner Har-" She asks while giggling. Jeez that girl is always laughing at something.

I changed the topic from dinner to inquire about what she was laughing at, what was I supposed to do? Tell Tara's best friend what was occupying my thoughts? Tell her that I fancy Tara? Absolutely not. The thing about Wren is she is awful at keeping secrets. Tara would find out within the hour, probably more like five minutes to be honest.

I nodded along while she explained a funny joke that Fred told her moments before.

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