Potter's daughter!!

Comfort

Morgan's POV

I was dreading this but I had to go.
I walked up to his desk. His eyes were glued on to one of his unknown books that he's always reading. As I got closer I could feel my shirt beginning to be soaked with sweat. I didn't want to talk about what happened In class I just want to go to my room and cry. I look back seeing if I can make a run for it. " Ms. Potter don't even think about it." He said looking at me " I-I wasn't!" I said inching to his desk " come on now I don't bite!" He said and smirked. I finally gave up and walked to him not breaking eye contact. " Well? What do you want?" I said " why was Layla acting that way toward you?" He said in a worried tone. He takes his hand and placed it on my cheek. His thumb stroking my cheek bone. " I-it's nothing!" I said in a defensive tone " my dear......just tell me!" He said as he started to play with my hair. My dear. " my boyfriend......she kissed my boyfriend......my boyfriend k-kissed her." I said as I started to cry. " o-oh .....please don't cry.......just come here." He said as he pulled me into his arms. " don't cry my dear he didn't deserve you......he sounds awful and y-your sweet.....and kind your funny....your smile is beautiful and lights up the whole world....your amazing at everything you do......your I-interesting." He said pulling me closer. " t-then why would he d-do that. I-I'm just boring and plan." I said as my crying gets heavier. " no no your not ....your everything but boring and plan. I have never seen someone that has dark blue eyes like you....your eyes are like the ocean of you stare to long you'll drown....the dark blue waters are so irresistible...Just like you. Your smile is the most beautiful smile I've ever seen. And I don't even know what goes on inside your head. You have so many wonderful ideas .....you have so many stories you just a book. A book no one has dared to open. But I know if someone would open they would get so mesmerized that they would never close it. " he swooped me up bridal style and negotiate carry me. " where are we going?" I said looking into his eyes. " I just want to hold you." He said looking into mine.

He carried me up a long stairwell that was black and dusty but I couldn't really see because I was still vying like a little baby. " we will be there soon." He said still carrying me. " let me walk .....you must be getting tired." I said trying to make him put me down. " n-no o l-like carrying you......your warm and I'm cold." He said not looking . " oh ok." I said.

We finally reached the top of the stairwell. He started down a long dark hallway. I started to here bells.....very soothing bells. We finally stopped at a door. It was a black door that was about 10ft. " this is where I stay......I have a house but sometimes I like to escape to here." He said kinda embarrassed. " it's a very nice door." I said smiling. " o-oh yeah.....OPEN!" He said as the doors began to open. We walked in and I began to look around. It was dark inside there......the furniture was black leather and it smelt like green apples and expensive cologne. I know he has a family a son ......a wife but there is no pictures of them anywhere. He later me down on the black leathered sofa. " d-do you need anything......something to drink you look parched." He said In a worried tone. "No I'm fine......are you going to lay with me....you said I was warm and you u was cold!" I said hoping he would lay with me. " y-you want me to.....I mean sure." He said smiling. He walked over to me laying down next to me. I moved and laid my head on his chest. His heartbeat w as racing. I started to hum to comfort him. He froze for a minute then he began to him with me. His voice is so soothing and soft. I began to fall asleep from his humming. I was still half awake but I guess he didn't know because he began to whisper. " I don't like to see you cry ......it hurts.....your special and when you cry or when you have that expression you do when you trying to hide something breaks me. I don't know why but you some how got a way of controlling me. Your eyes could kill a muggle with one look. And you have so much more to you then what's on the Outland I want to figure it out I want to be the one who opens the book. Not your stupid ass boyfriend of yours. He doesn't deserve you.... he deserves someone boring. I want you m......but why do you have to be Potters daughter! " he said as I drifted onto a sleep thinking about what he said.....he wants me?