Veiled Hearts ~ HP Fanfiction (Harry Potter X OC)

Chapter 45: Back Again

As Celestia got off the Knight Bus at 12 Primrose Lane, a modest building nestled amidst the hustle and bustle of London's streets, the tears had dried on her cheeks, leaving behind a trail of glistening salt stains.

She has debated whether to go back to Hogwarts, surely she'll be the safest there but then realised there may be a reason Klaus has given her his new address.

Dragging her school trunk and a small bag behind her through the snow, Celestia navigated through the crowded sidewalks, she could see curious onlookers casting wary glances in her direction, their eyes lingering on her oversized trunk and off-white robes with a mixture of suspicion and intrigue.

Celestia felt a pang of self-consciousness wash over her, the weight of her magical heritage suddenly feeling heavier than ever before, she was scared, what if she caught some muggle disease? Are muggle contagious? What if they burnt her alive? she wished Harry was there.

Upon reaching the entrance of the building, Celestia took a deep claiming breath, steeling herself for the confrontation that awaited her. She pressed the buzzer for Klaus's apartment, her heart pounding with a mix of nervousness and anticipation.

Moments later, the door swung open to reveal a wary-looking Klaus, his blue eyes widened in surprise as he took in Celestia's disheveled appearance. His chestnut hair was still damp from a recent shower, and his olive skin glistened under the dim light of the hallway.

"Celestia?" Klaus exclaimed, his voice tinged with disbelief and heavy German accent. "What are you doing here? Is everything alright?"

Celestia's eyes met Klaus's gaze, her heart skipping a beat at the sight of her friend's concerned expression. "I... I had to leave," she murmured, her voice trembling with emotion. "Things at home... they're not good. I couldn't stay there any longer. She was sending me to France!"

A brunette muggle woman walked past them, walking upstairs slowly, eavesdropping all the way through the starecase.

Klaus's brow furrowed in concern as he stepped aside, allowing Celestia to enter his apartment. As she crossed the threshold, she couldn't help but notice the cluttered mess that surrounded her - clothes strewn haphazardly across the floor, stacks of books teetering precariously on every available surface.

"Sorry about the mess," Klaus said sheepishly, scratching the back of his neck as he gestured towards the chaos. "I wasn't expecting company."

Celestia offered him a small smile, her worries momentarily forgotten in the warmth of Klaus's presence. "It's okay," she reassured him, her voice soft with gratitude. "I'm just glad to be here."

As they settled into the comfort of Klaus's apartment, Celestia couldn't shake the feeling of unease that lingered in the air. She knew that she had sought refuge in the midst of a world that was foreign to her, a world of Muggles and mundane realities that she had only glimpsed from afar.

But as Klaus handed her a warm cup of tea and offered her a comforting smile, Celestia felt a sense of reassurance washed over her.

As Celestia took a sip of her tea, the warmth spread through her body, soothing her frayed nerves momentarily. But then, as if a dam had burst, tears welled up in her eyes, threatening to overflow. Klaus hurriedly came over to her side on the sofa that looked second-hand, concern etched into his features.

"Celestia, breath. It's gonna be alright" Klaus said softly, his voice filled with genuine concern as he placed a comforting hand on her shoulder.

Celestia took a shaky breath, her voice trembling as she struggled to compose herself. "I... I don't know what I am doing, am i making the wrong choices?" she choked out, her words barely above a whisper.