amortenia | drarry

06

          days have passed and there wasn't a single snicker that harry could have ignored. there was not a single stare he could refuse to admit he felt. people mostly stared at him due to the fact that malfoy hasn't thrown one simple insult in harry's, or his friend's way.

          malfoy seemed more distant from everyone. in fact, he skipped meals sometimes. maybe he was trying to escape the rumours too, who knows?

          when malfoy was eating though, his gaze was either on the floor or at harry. he almost never talked and if he did, it was either a curse or a yes or no. he didn't seem like himself, but who cares about malfoy, right?

          harry definitely does. as much as his friends wanted him to eat, he couldn't. malfoy hadn't shown up to another dinner. this was a third this week and harry simply wasn't having it anymore.

          harry couldn't even move without not grabbing all the attention there was to grab in the great hall and he's grown very sick of it. at least every professor, except snape who has been probably cursing harry with cruciatus in his fucked up head the whole dinner, wasn't staring at him as if he was some sort of a God.

          harry was fed up. completely. he pushed his food away in ron's direction and the ginger took it gratefully while hermione smacked him onto his arm.

          ,,harry needs to eat, ron!"

          ,,i ate hermione, i'm fine." harry tried to fool the curly haired witch but she wasn't going to let such foolish lie fool her. not. at. all.

          ,,harry you had two cuts out of meat and a spoon of rice. not to mention you haven't even drank your tea. there's no way you're leaving this food." with that, hermione pushed the plate back to harry.

          ,,hermione did you know that you'd be an awesome mother? even if your kids would hate you for being so commanding."

          ,,what are you on about?" hermione raised her eyebrows.

          ,,i've imagined you as harry's mother for some reason, he'd despise your attitude honestly."

          ,,if i had a mother i'd be grateful to have one." harry said and it sounded like venom. he was spitting the words bashfully. he also managed to attract the attention of the whole great hall but that wasn't anything he wasn't used to. ,,have that plate, ron. since you're so bitter that hermione pushed it back to me."

          and just like that, harry was gone and the great hall was in whispers and gossip. he just got back to his friends a few days ago and now he was fighting with them again. what a day to be alive.