ch.17 - AMORTENTIA

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'AMORTENTIA'

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"I'll see you later," Charlie said softly as they reached the potions classroom, his hand lingering in hers. It was just after lunch that same day, and the halls were loud as students walked past and shuffled inside different doors for their classes.

"Yeah, see you," Mina smiled warmly, and he gave her hand a squeeze before letting go and joining the crowd of students walking down the hall. Once he was out of sight, she finally turned around to head into Potions--and just as she was commending herself for being early for once, a hand suddenly met her forearm and she was pulled into a nearby, empty classroom.

Looking up as the person quickly shut the door behind them, she sighed exasperatedly with a hand over her heart. "Merlin, Harry, just talk to me in the hallway like a normal person--"

"Are you avoiding me?" he asked bluntly, turning around and looking into her eyes expectantly. His face was a little flushed, and the hints of brown in his hair were highlighted warmly by the afternoon sun leaking in through the classroom's windows.

"No," Mina said automatically; the lie easily slipping past her lips. But maybe it wasn't a complete lie! It wasn't as though she had been actively avoiding him...just not approaching him. Two completely different things.

Kind of.

"Okay, good," he sighed in relief; his features almost instantly relaxing. She was surprised he actually believed her. Harry leaned his back against the door, his chest heaving up and down. "Because holy hell, I cannot keep this to myself."

"Why're you so out of breath?"

"...I was trying to catch you before class to talk." He said as his chest began to slow. He then spoke with a childlike excitement that she couldn't help but be enamoured by, despite the fact that what he was saying made her stomach churn.

"The date with Heather on Saturday went really well--like really well. I gave her my jacket and everything and she was laughing at everything I was saying and when we were outside she held my hand as we walked, and then later she was like 'we should do something tomorrow' and, oh my god, Mins, that's two dates! and then I was like oh there's this party tomorrow and she's like yeah? and I'm like yeah and then..." He took a breath.

The grin that had spread across his lips made her heart flutter, and for a moment, it was as though the pain from last night had never broken it. His giddiness was contagious, but she couldn't help but have conflicting feelings of aching jealousy yet happiness for him. Mina only showed the latter.

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