i know the end ,, harry potter

chapter twenty-six

HARRY AND ALYRA sat together studying in the library, they were sitting in a comfortable silence as they studied, alyra looking up from her books every so often just to make sure he was still there, smiling when she saw the look of concentration on the dark haired boys face.

one time specifically which she did this cycle she had been doing, harry looked up as well, catching her staring at him.

"finally caught you." he smiled at her

"finally?" she asked in return, tilting her head slightly to the side

"yeah, finally. i kept looking up as you looked down at your books." he chuckled at the way her face grew red

"you knew i kept looking at you and said nothing?" she asked in shock

"i wanted to see if i could catch you in the act." he nodded, making the girl roll her eyes playfully at him

"you're totally strange."

"and you're totally cute."

"you're-" alyra went to say something more to him when a durmstrang boy approached the pair at the table they sat at, "um... hi?"

"hello." the boy spoke, seeming to be admiring alyra, which made harry's face contort into a bit of clear jealousy, "i think you are very beautiful."

"oh, thank you." she smiled a little at him, "what's your name?"

"kris." he replied, "what's yours?"

"i'm alyra." she told him

"beautiful name for a beautiful girl, huh?" kris commented, making the blondes face turn a little red.

"thank you i—" she cut herself off as harry stood up from the table and made his way out of the library, "...i really appreciate it, but i have to go."

"would you like to be my date to the yule ball?" he asked, making alyras eyebrows come together in the middle of her forehead

"um..." she began, looking around awkwardly, "i'm terribly sorry, but i'm gonna have to turn you down."

"it's alright." kris replied sadly before walking off.

once the durmstrang boy was gone, alyra stood up and walked towards the portrait hole which she knew was the entrance to the gryffindor common room, knowing that's where he'd probably gone off to.

she stopped a first year as the boy approached the portrait hole and tapped his shoulder nervously, "excuse me? would you be able to get me in there by any chance? i really need to speak with harry."

"oh, um.." the boy looked towards her nervously

"please? i really need to talk to him. it's urgent. please help me out.."

"yeah, okay." the first year nodded before saying the password.

alyra quickly thanked the boy as her eyes laid upon harry who sat on the couch in the common room with a bit of a frown on his face, she approached him quickly, "harry."

"alyra?!" he looked up in shock, looking at the girl with wide eyes, "what are you doing in here?"

"i needed to talk to you." she told him

"okay, wanna come to my dorm with me and talk?" he asked and she nodded as harry led her up the stairs towards his dorm

"why'd you get up and leave?" alyra asked as soon as the door shut, "did i do something wrong?"

"you didn't do anything wrong, darling." harry told her, pushing her loose hairs behind her ear so he could see her face better, "i just got a bit jealous at the way that durmstrang was talking to you, you know, how he was calling you beautiful?"