"This isn't the prophecy! You can't interfere!"
"Aren't prophecy's supposed to be broken brother?"
SECOND BOOK IN MY FATE SERIES!
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"Where were you we have been looking everywhere for you?" Hermione said marching up to Harry hitting him on the shoulder. He rolled his eyes and slumped deeper in the Gryffindor common room couch.
"I got tired of you two bickering so I went on a walk" he said quietly and Ron sat next to him. "A walk? Why on earth would you go on a walk alone. You know what could have happened!"
"Hermione I'm not a baby I can handle myself" he said looking down at his hands. He smiled a bit noticing a few blood stained scratched from throwing the plates. She noticed him looking at his hands and her eyes widened as she seen the cuts. "Harry what happened!" She said grabbing his hands but he quickly yanked it away.
"Nothing I fell when I was on the walk" he said walking away but she grabbed his wrist. "Hermione" Ron pestered but the worry on her face didn't fade at all. "Where did you actually go? Did it have something to do with that Slytherin girl? I seen her somewhere in Hogsmeade and I knew she was gonna look for you" she said and Harry flared his nostrils.
"Her names is Katerina"
Hermione fell silent. Harry took this chance to walk away from them leaving the common room. He knew he shouldn't be out right now. He could get expelled after all. The ministry would love that right now. "The Great Harry Potter Expelled from Hogwarts"
Oh he can see it over every news paper. They would talk about it for years. Every little thing he does gets blasted and suddenly everybody knows about it. If he sneezes the whole world would know.
He found himself at the top of the Astronomy Tower. He sat where the bars were. He felt the tears trimming his eyes. They wanted to break so badly. He wanted to break so badly. But how would that look. How would the world feel if the boy who lived was caught crying? They would be in terrors. He didn't let them fall. He just watched the night sky with blurry vision.
He looked down. It was quite the fall. He knows he shouldn't be having these thoughts. He knows that he is an epitome of hope and protection for the children around him but what is he to him? Hopeless. Someone who can't be loved. Someone who just wanted to cry.
He just wanted to cry.
"Harry?" He heard and he turned around with his wand pointed. He saw Katerina's face. He lowered a bit and hid his face again but she already seen his red blurry eyes.
"Harry are you okay?" She said coming closer. He stayed quiet. He doesn't even really know this girl. She could be a death eater for all he knows. Maybe this is Voldemort getting into his head. But he couldn't help it. He felt so vulnerable around her. Like he wanted to explode and tell her everything he had been wanting to say his whole life.
"No" he finally said and she sat next to him. He felt her warm air come closer and closer. He didn't even realize that the tears he has been holding in for so long had finally broke. They streamed down his face but he made no noise. He just looked at the moon. He wanted to be anywhere but here. He wanted to be anyone but him.
He felt her finger and then her hand lay firmly against his. He looked down at it. "That's okay" she said. Her voice was so comforting. It sounded like a melody after being deaf for 25 years. Those words did it for him.
"That's okay"
It was okay to not be okay.
"That one is called Andromeda" she said pointing in the sky which he was looking at. "That one is Cassiopeia. Mother of Andromeda" she said rubbing her thumb against his cold hand.
They stayed like that for a while. She just recited all the constellations they could find while he cried. It felt good. It felt good to let out his sorrow without everyone pestering him.
He was human after all.
Sometimes he thinks people forget that.
Sometimes he forgets that.
He is human.
- Hi! I'm in my second week of college already and I'm completely stressed out. I've been finding a little more motivation to write now though. I'm hoping to at least get a few pre written.
