The First Look

Chapter 19

- The day of hanging out with Hermione

I got ready and walked downstairs. My mom was waiting for me by the door

"Where is Jake?" I asked

"At his friends house" My mom answered

I nodded and walked outside with my mom. We walked to Hermione's house since it wasn't very far. My mother knocked on the door

"Hello?" A woman said opening the door

"Layla!" Hermione called out behind the woman "Mom, that's Layla"

"Oh Hello dear! And you must be her mother?"

"Yes" My mom smiled

"Come in come!"

We walked in. Hermione brought me to her room

"Woah, your room is cool!" I said

Hermione laughed

"I need to talk to you about something!" She said

"What is it?" I said sitting on her desk chair

"Tell the 100% truth okay?"

"Got it"

"Do you fancy Harry?"

"Hermione-" I started

"Layla come on! Tell me"

"Okay, maybe I might" I sighed

"Finally!" She laughed

"I said Maybe, doesn't mean I do" I smirked

"Ugh, yes or no?" Hermione asked

"I can't say yes or no if I don't even know for sure myself!"

"Really?" She said "What's keeping you thinking about it?"

"It's just he's my best friend. I don't want to ruin our friendship" I said "But the way I feel changes my mind, all the time"

"So your heart says you don't but your mind says you do?"

"Yeah.."

"Tell me about why you might" Hermione said

She was really acting like a therapist, damn.

"It's the way he danced with me, the way he smiles at me when I watch him play quidditch, how he protects me, the way I can be myself around him and not hold back, it's everything 'Mione.."

"Ahhh, I understand"

"I'm glad you do"

"Tell him when we go back in September" She smiled

"What! I can't do that!" I said

"You have to! Tell him how you feel!"

"Hermione! Are you a dimwit?!" I sneered "He is my best friend. If he doesn't feel the same it will be awkward between us!"

"But he does feel the same- Crap. I shouldn't have said that"

"WHAT"

"Sorry- I Uh"

"You knew that and didn't tell me!" I said standing up

"Layla listen,"

"What?"

"I'm not sure if he does but he sure acts like he does" Hermione said

"And you still didn't tell me?"

" I know, I know I should of told you"

"Moving on," I started

I wanted to change the subject. The whole thing about me fancying Harry always got me confused for the rest of the day. I was still kind of, not mad, but maybe mad at Hermione for never telling me she might think Harry fancys me. Did I fancy Harry? I still had no clue

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It was getting late so me and my mom went home. As I walked in after her I saw my dad on the couch and Jake playing on the floor

"I'll be in my room" I said

I went up to my bedroom. I shut the door and got changed into comfy clothes. As I sat on my bed I grabbed a book from my desk. It was called "The History of Godric's Hollow".  I had asked if I could take the book, from the Hogwarts library, over the summer. "Godric's Hollow is is one of the places where magical families have come to live alongside Muggles. Over the centuries, it has been home to many wizards and witches of note, including Godric Gryffindor, who was born there." As I read more into it I got more interested into the history, after all, I love learning about the past in any way I can. I read further into it. "The town was home to James and Lily Potter who were later killed by Lord Voldemort. Their son, Harry Potter, lived the killing curse that night.." I dropped the book

"No, No, No!"

How did I never know this! Harry lived through the killing curse?! That's why he's "famous".  My heart hurt. I knew his parents died but I had no clue that's how they died. I decided to go to bed. It was getting later and later and my family had already gone to bed. I laid down and fell asleep shortly after

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I shook awake, covered in sweat. I had a nightmare about Harry's parents dying. I never saw it happen but in the nightmare it was so clear. I burst into tears, staying quiet to not wake up anyone. As I cried, I remembered all the good memories from Hogwarts. Which made me smile a bit. Granted, there were still tears but I was smiling

"Protect Harry for us please Layla.." A women's whisper spoke

"Make sure he stays out of danger.." A mans whisper said

"Hello?" I asked quietly

"Layla, you can't see us. But please keep Harry safe and out of danger. We can't do much more as spirits" The woman whispered

It was Harry's mom and Dad

"I'll try my best" I smiled

"Thank you" They both said

My room went back to pure silence. I sighed. I was scared for Harry. What did everyone mean by us having to protect each other?

"Layla just go to bed"  I thought to myself

I laid back down and fell asleep. The thought still in the back of my mind. What did they mean?

<To Be Continued>