The Only Cure

Chapter 7

Harry's POV:

I really needed to control my temper. Narnia seems so innocent yet so brave and smart, like a gentle breeze turning into a tornado.
After all, since when people can reply to me in such a courageous way? Oh since that night. The night when i met that mysterious girl, who manages to never let go of my mind and keeps coming back by holding onto it tighter every time i try to get her out.

I knocked on the door, because i knew Snake and Raccoon were in the dorm.

"Hello, mate!" Snake greeted me with the famous friendly smile of his, which i honestly loathe. I mean, i am not used to that and i am afraid i cannot cope up with it for a long time.

"Hey." i said as i stepped inside, taking off my coat and throwing it on my bed, Snake closing the door behind me.

Raccoon was standing by the window, sipping on his cheap beer.
"We need to throw a party, so that we can know these students better."

"Totally right!" Snake said, while his fingers were reaching for the packet of cigarettes in his pocket.

"They're all a bunch of stupid people who can be fooled easily. That's all you have to know." i replied, kicking off my boots and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Oh, come on, lad." Raccoon protested in his Irish accent.

"Do whatever you want" this was all i said before i leaned back on my arms, which were supported by the bed, and threw my head back, closing my eyes as i groaned in tiredness.

Harry's muscles were aching, but the physical agony couldn't be compared to the familiar one inside his head, which would pay him a visit every once and then.
All his thoughts that were roaming in his head were holding guns pointed at him, their fingers slightly pressed to the triggers, disposed to free bullets if he dared to do something upsetting.
And, those thoughts of Harry's were dark.
You ask, "How he ended up like this?"
First, He surrounded himself with the walls of the darkness, by time, creating a cage for himself. He thought he was the powerful one, but, he slowly lost his ability since he wasn't enough to fight the numerous dark thoughts.
He was the creator and now, he is the prisoner.

"So we can throw the party tomorrow?" Snake's voice snapped me out of my World.

I opened one of my eyes and looked at him, "We are robbing dorm number "74" tomorrow. Forget it."

I sound of the two groans of Snake and Raccoon filled the room, which made me chuckle and opens both of my eyes.

"can't we rob it now? I mean," Raccoon looked down at his watch, "it's still 7pm"

WHAT.

NARNIA.

I CANNOT BE LATE.

NOT AGAIN.

I grabbed my coat and boots, planning to wear them on my way, as i rushed out of the room, stumbling a couple of times which made the two "grown-ups" laugh, but i managed to shoot them a glare before shutting the door behind me, leaving them clueless and confused.

Narnia's POV:

My mind was too occupied by Harry that i almost forgot about Louis and the fact that i was in HIS arms.
Well, for a brief moment, i was glad that i had fogotten it, because once, the first letter of Louis' name made an entrance to my head, all the organs in my body froze before making an adrupt act and starting to heat up.
My blood was burning with the fire of love, which was leaving its traces on my skin, as if it covering it with a crimson piece of cloth.