Blessed With A Curse - (Fransykes)

Chapter 9

A/N: Hello my lovelies, I hope you are all keeping safe and staying inside during this hard and sad time our world is suffering in. I'm in isolation as many of you are too and finally I have found some motivation to write! I'm not going to lie, i've been finding it difficult to concentrate and find a glimpse of motivation to update my stories when I thought being locked inside would give me all the time in the world to write loads, funny how that works, isn't it? Anyway, I really hope you like this chapter despite how it seems to always drag in every chapter lately... 💛💛💛

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Oliver's POV

"Dani, do you think I'm- odd?"

Her fair brows knit together in a firm frown and tore her gaze away from her book seh was studying before setting them on me. A look of confusion mixed in with annoyance plastered across her beautiful freckle face.

"My Oli, odd? Now where did you get a bizarre idea like that?" she accused leading me to shrug my shoulders carelessly.

"No one," I mutter glumly no longer wanting her attention on the subject.

I sadly let out a sigh as I hang my head and let my sorrowful gaze wonder a cross the Great Hall over to the Gryffindor table. A certain seventh year group in particular were dressed in their thick, rich burgundy knitted sweaters ready for today's Quidditch game. The rest of the students were dressed in non uniform making the quidditch players stand out from the crowd of students. I always thought he looked good in the deep wine-red colour, it complimented his skin tone perfectly and it brought out the true blueness in his eyes. I'm foolish to think these silly things but I can't seem to stop thinking about them now he has chosen to avoid me. In fact, he's all I ever think about now and it's making me extremely miserable knowing he wants nothing to do with me.

Josh hadn't spoken to me in two days. Two long, agonizing days. It's like he can't even look at me. He's disgusted in me. When we were in the Forbidden Forest together the other day, I came into contact with a Thestral, and of course Josh can't see Thestrals so he must now believe I'm a total freak just like the rest of them all do. I'm so stupid, it's just my natural instincts to interact with these creatures whenever I stumble upon them. I sometimes forget that most people can't see them and to Josh, I must have looked like a complete weirdo for petting something invisible.

Now when he sees me in the halls he walks the other way, in class he sits on the furthers side of the room so he isn't near me and when he catches me staring at him in the Great Hall, he pretends he doesn't notice and carries on as if I don't exists. But I'm so captivated by him I can't seem to keep away, like a month to a burning flame.

It hurt, more deeply than I let on. I thought Josh was different? He fought so hard to be my friend but now he doesn't have a care in the world about our friendship at all. My head is all messed up and I don't know what to think anymore. I don't get it, he's seen me interact with Dragon's and talk about tending to the baby Mandrake's, he knows I like interacting with these magical creature's but I guess coming into contact with a beast that's invisible to the deathless eye is a step too far? He hates me and I don't know what to do to change it. I can feel my anxiousness on the verge of turning into pathetic tears.

"Come on, out with it," the firm harshness of my best friend's voice snaps me out of my trance on Josh. "What has he done now?" Alan's prediction was quite scary at how correct he was but something I couldn't deny. He'd call me out if I dare lie to him and I'm an awful liar anyway. He knew Josh is the reason for my depressive mood.

Sat across from me on the wooden bench, he too was dressed in his Quidditch sweater, but knitted in the bold golden yellow of Hufflepuff colours. His orange hair almost clashes against the golden thread but the healthy shine in his red locks evens out the vibrant colours nicely.