Saved

"Harry." I mutter into the darkness. "Yeah?" He says, as I feel his arms go around my waist. I close my eyes, even though he doesn't see them close. He may not see my eyes, but I sure do see his green eyes through the pitch black. "I'm scared.. what if they find me?" He stays silent for a moment. "I don't know, I'm gonna take a guess and say that they'll find you." He says, his humor stabbing every word. I stifle a giggle, and press my forehead to mine. "But seriously, what of they find me?" He moves his head from mine slightly, then presses it back, his curls tickling my skin.

I feel him furrow his brow in thought, then simply says, "Then you have to always remember, you don't need me." I am taken back by him. "What do you mean?" I ask. "What I mean is that if they take you, and hurt you, remember you don't need me to be strong. You have yourself. I didn't saved you, you saved yourself." Just as he finishes I feel sharp pain, and everything goes more black than it already was. Harry's words ring through my head over and over again.

"You saved yourself."

"You saved yourself."

"You saved yourself" ....