𝙃𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙎𝙩𝙮𝙡𝙚𝙨 𝙊𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙨

𝚂𝚎𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚝'𝚜 𝙾𝚞𝚝

Happy St Patrick's day! I hope you all enjoy it! Here's part nine to vamprry, it's my favourite part so far!

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Harry didn't know what to do.

He seriously didn't know what he was supposed to do!

His mind was racing with hundreds of different thoughts while he tried to make breakfast, which really just made him burn food a couple of times whilst Apricot rubbed against his legs.

He had someone trying to kill Y/N which means he'll have to deal with his dad today and for a little while longer, automatically putting a damper on his mood. And then he had Y/N, who had seen his vampire face and didn't even have much of a reaction.

And on top of that he had these feelings. Weird feelings that made him turn to mush and they were directed towards Y/N and he didn't know what to do with said feelings. But they were at the bottom of his list of priorities at the moment.

"Morning," He hears Y/N say from behind him making him turn around, "Morning darling," He breathes out, she's stood rubbing her arm, toeing at the floor with her foot and Harry senses something he's never sensed this strongly from her before - fear.

Was she afraid of him?

"What are you making?" She asks, clearing her throat but still not making eye contact as she picks up her cat, "Is everything alright?" Harry asks because he never liked to beat around the bush about most things.

"Y-yeah," Y/N squeaks and Harry sighs, "Y/N," He says simply and looks at her seriously, "I'm sorry," She says and finally looks at him, "What?" He asks in confusion, "I fucked everything up! I attracted some killer creature and said so many weird things to you last night. I made things weird." She whines and Harry just stands in surprise, "Wait, what?" He says confusedly.

"I know. I'm sorry, do you want me to move out? I will if you want, I get it, this really isn't your problem." She says, her eyes starting to tear up and she looks away once again.

"Y/N, don't be silly, of course I don't want you to move out! This is not your fault and I'd be a dick to think or even act like it is. I- well my family and I know how to stop this, it is my problem." He tells her, walking over to her and resting his hands on her arms, "I know your brain is probably all over the place, and you're scared and confused, but I promise you you don't have to be afraid of me, of me kicking you out or of me because of... other things," He trails off.

"I just don't want to be a burden to you," She tells him, "You could never burden me Y/N, it bothers me when you think of yourself like that." He sighs.

"Thank you Harry, seriously, you're the nicest person I know," She says seriously, putting Apricot down so she could wrap her arms around him.

"And, I've known about the 'other things' for a while now, last night with the, y'know, fangs, just kind of confirmed my suspicions," She says quietly making him freeze.

So she did remember.

And she had been suspecting it?

"And... you're still here?" He asks, his voice softer than Y/N had ever heard it, he almost sounded scared?

"Of course I am. It's a bit weird, but I've always thought you were a little strange. Besides, I know you, I know you wouldn't hurt me and I trust you. You got mad at me for killing a spider, that says more about your character than the fact you relate to Edward Cullen more than most people," She jokes.

"I do not relate to that mockery!" He gasps, putting a hand to his chest. He felt warm. And happy.

Y/N had found out for herself that Harry was a vampire and she didn't run. She didn't hate him and she wasn't scared. It filled him with joy and he felt a grin spread across his face that would most likely stay there for the whole day.