A Gathering Storm (Harry Potter love story)

Chapter 12: Feelings grow

Umbridge's new rule/ order was clearly not going off with a hitch. How she was able to ban all student clubs/ orgainztions was beyond me. This women was having quite a negative impact on Hogwarts and no one was happy about it. Nor was i. From the day that she was introduced I had not taken to her. Just the way she held herself/ acted she just didn't sit well with me. And I was defintly not the only one.
With the day's classes ending I had quickly gone back to the Ravenclaw's to grab my scarf, mittens and my sketchbook. Reaching under my pillow where I had left it earlier in the day I then raced down the stairs and headed for the small pavilion just off the castle grounds, just near Hagrid's cottage. As I neared the structure I spotted a very familier black haired glasses wearing figure.
Just stopping to admire him I smiled as a small blush creeped up and into my cheeks. It had been nearly three months since I had first meant the boy who lived and the more I got to know about him the more I found myself relating to him. Though I was not apart of this big famous battle I did lose my parents, I did have Sirius to look after me and I knew what it felt like to be alone at times. It was times like this that I had wished I had gotten to know Harry earlier on in our days at Hogwarts.
"Are you meeting Hermonie and Ron out here?"
I walked over to him and leaned up against the railing as Harry did the same.
"No. I just came here to clear my head".
"Ron's told me you've been doing that a lot lately".
Even if Ron hadn't told me, it was no secret that Harry was acting different. I had rarely seen him with Hermonie or Ron over the past weeks and he had a more serious strange look about as the months had dragged on. Harry seemed like he was in pain and that didn't set well with me.
"He also mentioned that you've been distant from both him and Hermonie". I added.
"I just-I don't feel like im myself anymore". Harry flatly said causing me to gaze over at him with concern draped over my face.
"What did you mean?"
Sighing he told me,
"Its like..Like im turning into-" He was hesitating to tell me.
"Turing into what, Harry?"
Breathing in Harry meant my eyes, "Like im turning into him!".
He had completely caught me off guard with that statement as my eyes widened.
"Harry you-"
"I keep having these nightmares. Visions of me killing Dumbledore. Its like I'm enjoying what im doing, but I couldn't...I wouldn't-" Staring down at his palms I knew that he was confushed and scared of what was happening to him and I couldn't blame for that. Harry had been through so much in the last years that having these visions was the last thing that he needed, but maybe these visions were a message. A sign that something was coming. Or worse a trap from...him.
Doing the only thing that I knew I grabbed onto his hands and put them in mine. 
"Harry ,I've only know you for a few months, but I know that you would never want to hurt Dumbledore". I reassured him. "You don't seem like the kind of person that would. While I don't know much about what your seeing or going through I do know that you shouldn't push your friends away. They care about you and want to help".
I wasn't sure what to really say to him, but making him rethinking not talking to his friends was my best option. I knew that he wanted to fight his own battles insuring that no one would get hurt, but Ron and Hermonie, all they wanted to do was help out. They wanted to be there for Harry, to help him bare the pain of the world.
"I don't want anyone to get hurt, Cassie. Because of me".
"People would lay down their lives to keep you safe". I spoke softly scouting closer to Harry.
"They shouldn't".
Rolling eyes at him I nudged his shoulder with mine.
"You got people who care about you Harry. Ron, Hermonie, Sirius, Dumbledore. They all want to see you live".
"What about you?"
I blushed slightly turning my gaze from him. "I want you to live too".
Harry flashed me a corner grin meeting my eyes. I smiled back as I then decided to rest my head on his shoulder. Harry at first seemed taken back by my sudden gesture but instead of pulling away from me he just settled back down and then lead his hand on mine. I had no idea what was going through his head in this moment but I knew that right here right now I was beginning to realize that I was slowly falling for the boy with the lighting scar.