A Forbidden Love

Year 3 - Chapter 27: Boyfriend!?

It's mid-July when I get the first letter from him. Don't get me wrong, we sent owls every day, we could hardly stand the distance, but this letter was different. It said:

Can we please meet. I miss you.

I respond almost immediately.

Of course. You're welcome at the Goyle's. I already talked it over with them.

The next owl I get tells me he's coming over today, right now. I'm so excited. It's been over a month, and I think I might be going into withdrawal. I quickly clean my room and some odds and ends in the house and let Ms. Goyle know we'll have a guest joining us for dinner. She was more than thrilled to find out. Then I throw on some nice casual clothes and wait for him at the door.

It feels like an eternity before the doorbell rings. I don't think I've ever jumped from my seat faster in my life.

"Hello, Harry!"

"Harry? You just called me Harry." He smirks at me.

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever." I smile back.

"I've missed you," he says, planting a kiss on my lips.

"Me too."

Just then, Ms. Goyle walks into the room. "Hello, Harry! We've heard all about you. It's nice to finally have you here."

"Thanks. Nice to meet you," he says, then he looks back at me. "You talk about me," he says playfully.

"Maybe a little." We laugh.

I pull him up the stairs to my room. Ms. Goyle calls after us. "Make sure you come down for dinner."

"We will," I call back.

Once in the safety of my room, we make out. He pushes me onto my bed, and it creaks loudly. I cringe, knowing that everyone in the house can hear us. We decide to finish our little session on the floor.

Only when both of us are out of breath do we part. We sit up, and Harry grabs the bag that he brought. He pulls out something that looks like a Exploding Snap deck, but it's obviously not.

"These are muggle cards," he explains. He opens the pack and manually shuffles them. Is this really what muggles have to go through. How are they not constantly exhausted by all the extra work?

When he finishes shuffling, he stacks the deck. He explains that he's going to teach me all the muggle card games he knows. He starts by dealing seven cards. "First, we are going to play one of the most simple games: Go Fish." He continues to explain the rules as we go.

"Do you have any aces?" I ask, finally getting the hang of it.

"Yeah, here you go."

I place the cards down. "I'm out! With five matches."

"I only have four."

"Ha, I win!" I brag a little. I won my first ever muggle card game. Impressive. This is further proof that I'm good at anything.

He goes down the list of card games. All of the ones he teaches me are fun. We play Canasta, Spit, Crazy 8's, Black Jack, and 500 Rummy. The final game he teaches me is my least favorite. He called it Mao. All he gives me is that he cannot speak of the rules. I do not like this game. I am slow to pick up on the rules and he beats me in no time. It makes me angry.

I playfully shove him. "What was that?" I say with a laugh.

"Only my favorite game."

He's already learned most Wizarding games, so I don't have anything to teach him. We play a few rounds of Exploding Snap and Wizard Chess. By the time we finish our third round of the latter, it's time for dinner.

"Dinner's ready!" Ms. Goyle calls.

"Coming!" I call back.

We run down the stairs to find the table filled with food. She made corn, potatoes, and chicken. There's also the cake on the counter for desert. Ms. Goyle is such an amazing cook.

"Have a seat children," she says. "I will serve you."

We sit. "Hello Harry," Goyle says.

"Hi. Goyle, is it?"

"Yes. Nice to finally meet you. Draco hasn't stopped talking about you since he saw you in that robe shop."

"Goyle!" I groan.

Harry just laughs. "I'm sure he hasn't. Can you blame him. I'm hot as it gets."

We all laugh. Ms. Goyle sits down and serves us all. We dig in. We barely say a word because our faces are too busy being stuffed. When we finish, we sit and talk before desert.

"So, Harry, how are you?" Ms. Goyle asks.

"I'm good. You?"

"Good as well. It's nice to finally have you in this house. I've been a fan of yours ever since you defeated Voldemort."

"Thank you, but didn't your husband work for him?"

"That's why I was such as fan. You ruined his life. It was great. And please, he's my ex-husband now."

"I'm sorry to hear that." He sounds a bit confused.

"Don't be. He was an awful human." I look over and see Goyle nodding. I'm afraid to ask what he did.

Harry shifts uncomfortably next to me. I quickly change the topic. "So, school's coming up soon."

"Thank God!" Harry exclaims. "My aunt and uncle, they're the worst. The summer never seems to go quickly enough."

"That's too bad," Ms. Goyle comments. "You're welcome to stay here if you would like."

My heart skips a beat when this processes. Harry Potter, my... I'm not even sure yet, in this house with me. That would be amazing. Imagine all the fun we could have. I'm getting excited just thinking about it.

"Thanks, but I can't." As fast as I got excited, I get disappointed. "There is a reason Dumbledore put me with them. I'm not exactly sure why, but I know there is. I must stay with them."

"Well, if you're sure. You're always welcome here for a few days then."

"Thank you Ms. Goyle."

"Of course. Now that that's settled. It's time for cake," she says.

She brings the cake over and serves Harry the first slice. Then she serves the rest of us. After cake, Harry says he must be on his way.

Goyle and his mom see him to the door and say they're goodbyes. When they've said enough they leave us alone.

"I'll see you then," I say, kind of sadly.

"Don't worry. It won't be that long. How long do you think I can go without my boyfriend?"

Boyfriend! Did he say boyfriend? My heart stops. I almost faint. He definitely just called me his boyfriend.

"Right. Until next time, boyfriend."

"Until next time," he says as he kisses me and walks away from the door.