Throughout dinner, I see Harry giving me curious glances out of the corner of his eye.
I think back to what Hermione said during Potions. 'Harry was starved and abused by his muggle relatives. The abuse was both mental and physical. That's why Harry flinches whenever someone raises their voice or whenever someone touches him without him expecting it. He's never told, anyone except Ron and I. He never even told Ginny.'
I'm startled out of my thoughts by a gentle hand on my shoulder. I look over and see my mate staring at me with worry evident in his gemstone green eyes. "Are you okay, Dragon?" he whispers, tilting his head to the side. "I'm fine. You just focus on eating, love." I reply, smiling warmly at him.
Harry looks skeptical but doesn't say anything. He just continues eating and reaches tentatively for a treacle tart. I watch in amusement as Harry eats the dessert with obvious hunger.
Soon enough, dinner comes to a close and I drag Harry to the ROR to discuss what Hermione told me. I stand in front of him with my hands on my hips and raise an eyebrow at him.
He just tilts his head to the side with a confused expression on his face. "What? Did I do something?" he asks, looking up at me with wide eyes.
"No, but I want to ask you something, and you have to swear to answer honestly," I order him. He nods and I continue, "Are you abused during the summer?" Harry flinches back and looks down at the floor. He nods slightly and I scoop him up in my arms and hug him tightly.
He nuzzles his face in my neck and I purr in contentment. "You aren't going back there by the way. You'll live at Malfoy Manor with me and my mother." I tell him, gently stroking his back. "Okay." he sighs quietly.
He looks at me and I notice how tired my little mate looks. "Time for bed, Raven." I murmur, chuckling. Harry nods and lets out a big yawn.
I sling my arm over his shoulders and we walk out of the ROR in comfortable silence.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Harry and I make it to our dorms right as the clock hit curfew.
We get into our bed and Harry immediately curls into me. I wrap my arms around his thin waist and wrap my wings around both of us.
Harry presses his face into the hollow of my throat, and I sigh. 'This feels right' I think, running my fingers through my mate's messy hair, which is incredibly soft.
*A/N* Hey! Sorry for the wait, but my life has been crap lately. Everything's good now, so don't worry.👍I will try to update again. I don't know when, but it will be before the end of the week. Love y'all. Ciao!
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