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30| Little Talks

Amelia

"Amelia...sweetheart wake up." I heard someone say. I groaned turning away from the annoying voice that was trying to wake me up and murmured a 'leave me alone'.

"Amelia! " they repeated and I opened my eyes looking around me before my eyes landed on my mum standing in front of me with a small smile on her face. I sat up on the couch rubbing my eyes and then looked at her confused.

"You fell asleep here. I had to wake you up, come on it was a long day for both of us." she said in a low voice looking at me apologetically. I nodded my head and stood up slowly and started walking with my mum following behind me. I felt so tired I just wanted to go to my warm bed. Once we were upstairs and I was standing in front of my bedroom mum gave me a kiss on my head and hugged me.

"God I still can't believe you're here with us again.Goodnight sweetheart, I love you." she said and walked away going to her room.

"Goodnight, love you too mum." I said and she smiled one more time at me before getting in her bedroom and closing the door. I looked around the empty corridor once again and got in my room closing the door behind me carefully. A small yawn left my lips and I reached out to touch the wall next to me trying to find the switch.When I did I pressed it and turned on the light making my surroundings visible.

I walked towards the closet and opened it trying to find my pyjamas. I searched through my clothes till my pink pyjamas came into view and I pulled them out throwing them on my bed. I really have to organise everything in here, it's a mess. I pushed the door closed and looked at the clothes I had thrown on the bed. I observed them and bit my lip, I don't know why but the first thing that came in my mind looking at them were Harry's clothes. Till now I used to sleep in his clothes inhaling his sweet scent and now he was just...gone.

tok

A weird sound was heard making me jump a bit in surprise. I looked around the room worringly but sighed when nothing happened. You're just being paranoid my inner voice said. And I was about to believe it until I heard it again.

tok "Amelia"

I could hear faintly my name being called. Am I starting to imagine voices too now? I gulped and neared the window pushing away the curtains and opened it. I took my head out looking around the place trying to see if anyone was there and when I spotted a tall, curly haired figure standing just under my window my eyes widened. Not it can't be!

"Harry!?" I exclaimed in disbelief and I saw as he came a bit closer for me to see his face more clearly in the dim light.

"What are you doing here?" I hissed looking around me. It's not that I didn't want him here, god knows how much I do, but if anyone sees him then we're in trouble.

"I came to get my girl back." he half whispered trying to be quite and then grinned at me making me smile too as I shook my head at his behaviour. He just called me his girl I had a reason to smile.

"You're crazy!" I told him biting my bottom lip and he smirk at me. He didn't say anything instead he walked over the oak tree which reached up to my window and put his feet on it as his hands grasped tightly at it trying to climb it. My expression turned quickly to a shocked one again as I realised what he was trying to do.

"Harry what are you doing?" I asked panicked. No answer.

"Harry!" I called again but he wasn't listening. Once he reached the branch near my window with a bit of difficulty he took a deep breath and carefully stepped on the ledge of my window. I stepped back still a bit shocked at what I just saw him do. He was definitely crazy.