{Harry's POV}
The sun had just set, Peter and I lounged in the cottage recollecting our past. The more I got to know him, the more I felt as if he were my younger brother. There was something about Peter that felt so inviting, almost like you could trust him with your life. You could pour your secrets out to him and they would forever be locked in his memory never to be spoken to another soul.
"So what did you do as a child?" He asked me.
"Had my own imaginary adventures really. We have this massive courtyard and whenever the gardners were out to tend to it, I would play tricks on them imagining them as evil pirates trying to dig for my treasure. It was very entertaining for a kid who didn't have anyone else to play with." I explained.
"You don't have any other family?"
"No, and if I do, I know nothing of them. I've never met my grandparents on either sides of my family. My father never talks of his parents.. He did speak of a brother once. But I could just be making that up."
"I reckon we're the same in that area. I only had my father when I was younger, but I barely had him..."
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"The day I was born, was the day my mother died." He explained. "My father blamed me for killing my mother but still let me stay under his roof. He wasn't much of a father... more of a ruthless tyrant."
"That's terrible..." I quietly said.
"I don't think I'll ever forgive him for the things he's said to me. He was a despicable human being. I'm just glad I got away."
"I understand..." I may not know much about life, or even children, but I know that no child should ever have to go through what Peter has gone through. He's such an incredible person. I don't see how anyone could treat him less than the millions he's worth.
"Harry?"
"Yeah?"
"Can you forgive Elle?" He asked quietly.
I actually forgot about Elle for a moment. Forgotten that I was angry with her, forgotten that we were in her home, forgotten about her... Of course my feelings for her were still very strong. But now I'm just confused. I don't know how to feel. "I'm not sure Peter.."
"I mean, you kind of have to... Based on the circumstances.."
My face contorted. He noticed and further explained. "If you choose to stay angry with Elle, you might just want to leave. If you leave without solving the issue with her, you'll have this empty feeling inside. That emptieness will then be filled with anger. From that anger, you could let word slip that magic still exists."
"I could never do that." I responded, even though what he was saying wasn't totally outrageous.
"I know you wouldn't. I trust you. It's Eric and his grandparents that I'm worried about."
Hearing Eric's name angered me. I watched the way he looked at Elle. I saw the way he tried to comfort her when we were arguing. And right now, the both of them are probably getting closer. She's probably forgotten all about me.
"And... she loves you."
I couldn't believe that. I saw the hate in her eyes when we departed. There's no way she feels anything towards me. "I don't think so Peter."
"Don't lie to yourself. I don't know how serious you two are. But I've known Elle for a while. I've seen the way she looks at men. You are the only one she's looked at without caution in her eyes. Well besides me, but that's not my point. My point is, don't let Elle think that you're giving up on her. She's never been in love before so she's new to this."
"And you're not?" I said through laughter.
"Well I've never been in love, but I know love when I see it. I'm an observant kid in case you haven't noticed."
"Yes, I've learned that about you..." I smiled.
The door opened and Elle stood there with a tired attitude.
I looked from Elle back to Peter. He motioned for me to go on. Swallowing my pride, I stood up from the bed and stood in front of Elle. She looked up at me without a word. Her expression changed from tired to stern. I noticed her jaw clench as she looked at me. She was angry.
"Can I speak with you?" I asked quietly, hovering over her.
She sighed and I led her outside...
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