Evanora

Code Black

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Code Black.

A tortured soul deserves to be rebuilt with the indestructible mortar of true love. Mysterious, love is. How it pops up in the most unexpected people, yet as if it had been there all along. In their presence: excel. In their absence: manage. It can be said in so few words, but if you could possibly come close to understanding how I feel, you would need to describe it in senses. A gentle hand on my waist. The scent of his t-shirts. The messy black hair atop his head. Maybe I should mention I only got a favorite color when I fell in love with him.

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Harry started convulsing in his sleep violently and I could hear him moving from outside our bedroom door. I put down my glass of water on the coffee table and quickly came over. I looked to his face, which was barely lit by the moonlight from the window. His teeth gritted and his head turned back and forth and he made inaudible gasping noises and mumbles.

"Harry," I whispered. "Harry, wake up, it's not real," I told him. His eyes shot open at me and he continued to shake, but his muscles quickly relaxed as he tried to process that it was a nightmare. He stared an electric look at me as I dabbed the sweat off of his forehead. His eyes relaxed and he looked at the ceiling and groaned.

"Sorry," he mumbled. I shook my head. It was my fault that he had a nightmare.

"My fault. Really," I assured him. He looked to me and I sighed. My left arm made its way to his chest and my hand gripped his shoulder, while my right stroked his hair. He let out a breath.

I settled back on the cold sheets and curled up next to Harry, who wrapped his warmth around me. I dreaded the morning to come when we would each go on missions for our job that take who knows long to finish and one of us could take a week to get back.

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Remembering when:

They were on the way to the Burrow and Evanora fell asleep after eating three treacle tarts. Her breath smelled sweet and in her sleep, she accidentally ended up on Harry, who fell asleep too.

Then, at the burrow, he twirled and kissed her when Sirius coughed loudly in the other room to make his entrance into the living room clear. He looked stopped at the edge of the carpet and looked up to Harry, who gulped. "Excuse me. . . " Sirius picked up a tray of cookies that I had given Harry that made him turn into an elephant, and then walked away casually, shoving one in his mouth as he disappeared behind a wall. From inside the living room, we stood silently, just waiting until a loud elephant roar echoed from the other room. Evanora fell to her ankles and laughed as a spur of angry elephant noises came from the other room, and then Fred and George's laughter from outside. Wait, outside?  Upon realization, Evanora quickly flew out to the other side of one of the smallest windows in the house to find a guilty pair of Weasley's, Sirius, who, quickly ate another elephant morph cookie, an annoyed Hermione, a cautious Ginny, and Ron, who didn't know what to do so he cowered a bit in his stance. Evanora folded her arms and looked at the telescope on the floor. She looked like she didn't know how to react. She watched them and tapped her foot at them while she listened to Harry's slow and cautious steps until they stopped immediately five feet behind her. She could imagine his face as he realized that they had been sneaky stalkers. She didn't know whether to laugh or be angry at them. She was both. I trust Hermione, Ron, and Sirius. They wouldn't have gone too far --- oh. That's why Sirius came in. He didn't really care about the cookies, and Hermione probably either urged him to do so or scolded the twins; Ron knew his limits, as oblivious as he was--- and his loyalty to Harry as well probably is the reason Harry is on the floor. Ginny thinks Harry and I are cute together, and once at Grimmauld Place she told the twins to leave us alone, so she either just got here, just gave in, or also urged her brothers to stop. Everyone was so quiet as I decided their punishments until I shifted to my other foot and relaxed my shoulders.

"Thank you," Evanora said calmly.

"What?" the twins mostly said, including Ron, Hermione, Sirius, and even Harry was confused as he came to stand beside her.

"Not you two buffoons," she said in an 'obvious' tone. "There is no way that Ron, Sirius and Hermione would all completely disrespect my privacy at once," she said. Everyone stayed silent expecting her to realize that they did. But they didn't, in reality. "That's why you came in with the cookies, isn't it, Sirius? Hermione probably told you to, or she was scolding the twins. And Ron, you would never allow it to go that far, which hopefully, is the reason the telescope is on the floor?"

Ron nodded. Hermione looked like I lifted a weight off of her face. Sirius looked relieved as his face turned back to his normal, wizard face.

"And Ginny. . ." Evanora scanned Ginny. She didn't know too much about Ginny, so it was hard to tell what place she had in this. When my eyes met her ankles, that were the only ones that didn't have wet grass stains on them. "You just got here, you're ankles aren't wet. But, as for Fred and George. . ."

"That telescope is going to have to go, but that will be all." she decided. "Ginny, take it away." Ginny used the reductor curse on the telescope, which broke to bits.

"Well, I guess that settles it then," Harry concluded.