The Boy with the Dagger Tattoo (Larry Fic AU)

[Chapter 9]

"It wasn't the greatest but no one exactly clicks together upon a few words, here and there."

"But you mentioned, some of your own friends were homophobic. You describe them as not liking Louis at all. Elaborate."

"Like I said before. Their history was established way before Louis and I started speaking. They were just....strange. All of them."

Harry mutters silently and looks away from the two figures standing above him across the wooden table, head tilted towards the tinted window. He remains quiet while he thinks and begins to reprocess some of his memories, ones that still haunted him at the back of his mind.

*Flashback*

"You've surely made a fool of me. Call me this instant."

Hanging up the phone, I hear in the far distance loud muffled noises, school ending about a half an hour ago, and the building almost clear of any sign of life.

I take into account the sudden clearness of people arguing and speed my pace down the hall to the scene, unsure of the severity but afraid to intrude.