Helium | Harry J. Potter

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HARRY's POV

The next morning, I woke up and saw Alura's head on my chest. She's in one of my T-shirts. God, I love it when she wears my shirts.

I gently stroke her hair out of her face, reminding myself that we're still broken up and that we shouldn't be doing this. But I can't help how good it feels to be here with her in my arms.

Suddenly, I heard a knock on the door. It must be Stefan because Sirius doesn't knock.

"Come in!" I yelled softly, trying my best not to wake Alura up.

Stefan opened the door, not even noticing Alura with nothing but a T-shirt on.

"Sirius thinks that you're stealing his hair products from his bathroom, and he wants me to check," Stefan said. "He's being ridiculous."

When he turned to look at me, he saw Alura finally and smiled. Then, quickly, he ran to the doorframe and shouted into the house, "Sirius your radar is off! They're definitely not broken up!"

So they knew anyway.

"No! My radar is perfect!" Sirius insisted, shouting back.

Alura began stirring awake, and Stefan took notice of it and quietly walked over to my bathroom to check for Sirius' hair products.

Stefan returned from the restroom and whispered, "Breakfast is downstairs, so when you're ready..."

Stefan shut the door, and that's when Alura and I jumped away from each other, revealing that they were still both naked.

"God," I mumbled, putting a blanket around my waist as I stood up. "I'm gonna get dressed...you probably shouldn't be here when I get back."

Alura looked at me as if she expected me to say something else. I didn't understand why, I mean, we are still broken up. Last night was just a one-time thing. Nonetheless, she nods, leaving me alone to change.

Last night reminded me of old times. When I'm with her, it feels like no time has passed. We're simply Alura and Harry.

But I can't think like that.

I know she's sorry for what happened - I can feel it in my bones. But that doesn't mean that I'm passed it. If anything, I'm confused.

By the time I'm dressed and out of my room, Stefan and Sirius are sitting in the kitchen, straight faces plastered on them as if they were up to something. When I sit at the table, they suddenly start asking generic questions, like, "How's the weather." That lets me know that they were talking about me and Alura.

"So... Stefan, is Iris coming over tonight for Christmas Eve dinner?" Sirius asks as he takes a sip of coffee.

Stefan and Iris have been seeing each other for a while now, but we still have yet to meet her. Between school and Alura being away for the summer, there really was just never a right time. I'm excited to meet her, though. I haven't seen Stefan this happy in a long time.

Stefan's face goes red as he replies sheepishly, "Yeah, she is. Uh, she's also staying the night."

I choke on nothing as Sirius groans. "I'm just reminding you that we share a wall, so-"

Stefan scoffs and groans as well. "You're gross."

Just as he shrugs, Alura comes downstairs, looking as beautiful as ever. She grabs a plate and sits next to Stefan, purposely ignoring me. Since Stefan and Sirius already know we're broken up, there's no point in hiding it anymore.