Scars | Harry Potter x Reader (taking a pause)

Year 3: Buckbeak

The next morning Harry had accidentally slept in a little later that what he would've liked. He had been up all night tossing and turning at the thought of you in Azkaban and how so desperate he was to see you again.

He quickly got up and got ready and headed to the Great Hall.

"Harry's not going to be happy when he sees this" he heard Hermione say.

"When I see what?" he asked.

Hermione was looking at the Daily Prophet when Harry yanked it out of her hands. His heart dropped when he saw you on the front page. You were trembling in the photo as tears stung your eyes. He could see the fear in your eyes. He could see you sitting their frozen and the only the slight movement was of your lips that were shaking. Oh how he hated seeing you in fear and pain. Oh how he wished he could be with you to comfort you. Oh how he wished he could've saved you that day on the train but he kicked himself for letting you go with those terrible creatures. He couldn't imagine how you were. You were probably freezing to death with little to no food with crazy people scared for your life he thought which was true. He yearned for you so deeply while knowing you are suffering.

"Harry are you alright?" Hermione asked.

Tears stung his emerald eyes. He stormed out of the Great Hall and went to his dorm. As he walked in, he slammed the door behind him and kicked his dresser so hard it almost fell over. He then sat on the side of his bed and ran his fingers through his raven colored hair aggressively as his elbows rested on his thighs. Tears ran down his cheeks as he cursed himself out.
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There it was. The doors of Hogwarts. The doors that you walked into every year with relief. With joy. There they were.

The doors slowly opened as three guards stood behind you. Two at both of your shoulders and one behind you. There were also three guards surrounding Thomas. You were greeted by Dumbledore and he gave you a warm smile. The guards followed you inside and students stared at you and Thomas. You both were also still wearing your prison outfits.

Dumbledore lead the guards to the Slytherin common room and you were ordered to get changed into your school uniform whilst they waited outside on the couches.

You and Thomas took your separate ways as you got changed and when you came out, the guards walked up following you like they were earlier. Both you and Thomas's hair was a mess but you didn't have time to fix it.

You were lead to the Great Hall and more eyes that hadn't seen you in the halls earlier.

"This is where I must send you off, thank you" Dumbledore said to the guards.

"Oh that won't be necessary" one of them said.

At this point the entire Great Hall was silent staring you.

"May I ask why?" Dumbledore asked.

"Well you see their fath-" one of them said before Dumbledore cut them off.

Their. Their father. You and Thomas were siblings? You both looked at each other with wide eyes.

"Wait we're siblings?!" you asked.

"You weren't supposed to find out this way" he said.

You never even had the thought that you were related.

"We won't be leaving Professor, we'll have to keep an eye on these two." a guard mentioned.

You were furious. You hadn't done anything wrong and now you had to have guards watching your every move.

You moved your eyes anxiously to try and meet them with Harry's. You saw Ron's and then Hermione's only not to see those familiar emerald green eyes that sparkled every time they saw you. Your face immediately went into panic and you could tell the two noticed. You then moved your eyes around even more just in case he was somewhere else. You then mouthed 'Harry' as you looked down and tears hit your eyes but you held them back. He was the one person you were excited to see. The one person you yearned for. He was the person that made you happy. He was the guy that you had feelings for that were so strong that you yearned for him every second that you weren't with him but you, at least not this moment in time didn't realize it. You were too young to acknowledge these thoughts.