꧁𝐾𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑓 𝑀𝑦 𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡꧂ (𝐹.𝑊.)

14 - New Beginnings?

"What do you mean you broke up?" George exclaimed. I could hear him in the common room from the girls' dormitory.

"We broke up," Fred said simply, "We're done."

"Why? You guys seemed so...happy," George said.

"We were. But then we weren't. Hensley and I are better as friends. It was a mutual agreement."

"But that throws off our whole group! Ange was planning a double date!"

"Sorry, Georgie."

I wish that we hadn't stopped our fake relationship. People had at least stopped talking about it, now, they started again. Rumors were flying, and I was the subject of them.

***

A few days later, Harry caught up with me after all of my classes were done.

"Hens...I'm really sorry."

"That seems to be going around, lately," I replied.

"Can I ask a question?"

"Depends on what it is."

"Was it my fault that you and Fred...ended things?"

I looked at him, thinking for a moment.

"There were many reasons."

"But was I one of them?"

"Yes."

He sighed, "Hensley, I'm sorry. Are you guys on good terms?"

"I think so. It's just awkward," I replied.

"I'm sorry. Not just for the breakup, but for me blowing up at you and telling you to leave," He said.

I sighed, "Can't undo the past. I'm going home at the end of January."

"What? Hens, no. You can't go!"

"It's too late, Harry. You should start watching what you say."

"It's November. What if you change your mind?"

"I've made my choice. And it seems that you have, too."

"Hensley, that's not fair."

"Not fair? Do you know what's not fair, Harry? It's not fair that you insisted I'm your best friend, then treated me like shit. It's not fair that you told me to go home. It's not fair that nobody even knows about me. It's not fair that you're the Boy Who Lived, yet that curse was thrown at me. I could go on and on about what's not fair. Go fuck yourself, Harry, because I'm finally realizing that there is a fine line between fair and right. I've been doing what's right for so long, and it's time I finally do what's best for me."

"I cant believe you! You're so selfish."

I whipped my head around, "Selfish? Are you kidding me? Wow. Wow. Okay, is that the game we're playing?"

"You got to live a perfect life-"

"After being fucking abused. We've been over this. Don't try and make me the bad guy because you're jealous of me, Harry Potter. Don't you dare make me the bad guy."

"Maybe you should go home."

"Maybe I will," I replied, turning on my heel and walking away.

"And for the record," I said as I was walking, "I've always thought you my favorite person and biggest supporter. Apparently I was wrong."