𝓦𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓐 𝓦𝓸𝓵𝓯 𝓦𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓼 [√]

Part Twenty-One

When the group of three made it back to Hogwarts through the floo in Severus's quarters Harry felt familiar warm magic surrounding him.

Sighing, he followed Ron out of the dungeon, after a quick goodbye to Severus. The halls were empty. Seeing as it was after dinner, most students were in their dorms.

They made it to the Gryffindor common room and Ron said the password allowed the two to enter. There were only a few people in there who looked up and stared as they went by and up to the dorms. They entered and saw Neville, Dean, and Seamus sitting on one bed.

They looked up when the two entered and gasped when they saw Harry. "Harry, you're back," Neville exclaimed, climbing off the bed and hugging Harry.

"Hello, Neville," Harry said, giving the boy a hug in return.

"Where have you been?" Dean asked, and Harry just gave him a small smile before heading to his head. He sat in the bed and sighed. He already missed the alpha, his heart tugged hard in his chest.

He felt a hand on his shoulder and looked up at Ron, "You'll be back before you know it," he whispered, Patton his shoulders before going back to his bed and laying down, Harry followed suit.

He woke up the next morning to Ron shaking him, "Time for breakfast," he said and Harry nodded

He climbed out of bed and went to the shower before heading down to the Great Hall. When he opened the door, the hall went silent and everyone was staring at him.

Ignoring them, he went to the table and sat beside Ron, who was already eating. He piled his plate and began to eat. "Harry," a voice said, and Harry looked up. Hermoine was looking at him calculatingly.

"Yes?" Harry answered and Hermoine's eyes narrowed.

"Where have you been? We've been looking everywhere for you," She said, and Harry glared.

"Have you now?" He asked, and Hermoine looked shocked.

"Yes, I have," she huffed, "I was extremely worried,"

Harry hummed before continuing to eat. He finished and sat there waiting for the feast to be over.

He felt a presence behind him. Turning he looked up to see Dumbledore standing there, "Can I help you, Professor?" He asked as the man looked down at him over his moon-shaped glasses.

"Harry, my boy," he said, folding his hands behind him. "It seems you have returned from your adventure. Perhaps you should accompany me to my office for a chat?" Harry fought the urge to roll his eyes.

"No thank you, professor," He said, turning back to face the table. He heard Dumbledore make a noise before walking back to the head of the table.

"Harry, that was quite rude," Hermoine said, glaring at him. This time Harry did roll his eyes. Standing he made his way out of the hall.

The day went on, and Harry got irritated; Hermoine kept bugging him to catch up on his work, not once asking if he was OK from being gone for some long time.

That night Harry lay in bed, unable to sleep. He twisted and turned before finally falling asleep early in the morning.

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Re-published: April 30, 2024, 3:30 pm

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