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I sigh. “I told you before, at first I thought that you only wanted me physically and I wasn’t willing to give myself up like that. Then once I realised you wanted more than that I knew I cared way too much to give in and be with you that way.” I insist. Harry frowns and throws his hands into the air. “That doesn’t make any sense! Why would caring mean you CAN’T be with me? Shouldn’t it mean the opposite? Why wouldn’t you just accept me?” He demands. I’m quiet when I answer.

He replied as he put a small portion of food into his mouth " You make it sound like I'm not a good person. No one wants to be with you anyway" Diana was Harry's best friend. They were both in the same grade and have been friends for a long while. The dual went back to class after they had their meal. The class was a drag for Harry. He could tell the class was nearing the end as his teacher's tone always gave her away. He retracted his gaze from Annabelle and focused it on the teacher.

His earlier concern suddenly turned into an illusion of Aurora. Her eyes were filled with panic. He said he didn't hate her anymore. Only when he had feelings of love or hate did it prove that he still cared for her. She knew that he still loved her, otherwise, he wouldn't have rushed to the hospital with just a phone call from her. “No way…” She said weakly. Immediately after that, she proactively stood up and hugged Harry, the distance between the two was so close that she could hear her heart beating abnormally fast.

“Now I see why.” His eyes softened slightly. “You’ve been crying. Your eyes are swollen.” I didn’t respond. I don’t want comfort or to start any conversation. I only wanted silence. “Let me guess,” he said. “Duke broke your heart.” That got my attention. He snapped his fingers lightly. “I knew it.” His tone changed, darker now, same as his eyes. “He does that,” Harry continued. “He goes after the best, says all the right things, makes you feel like you’re everything, then walks away like it meant nothing.”

"Of course. You don't even need to say it. My father feels the same way." Any sign of reluctance would have been worse than silence. Even the slightest hint of unwillingness would leave a lasting mark on the relationship between the two families. Leon had done well enough over the years, but not well enough for the Kingstons to risk their ties with the Huttons for his sake. Albus' expression eased slightly as his gaze settled on Hugo. "The moment you didn't come with your father, I knew you'd gone to find Diana." "Mr. Albus, how does nothing ever get past you?" Hugo admitted it without the slightest embarrassment before turning to greet Elizabeth and Florence in turn.

If only I had been a little kinder to Elara…maybe we wouldn’t have fallen this far. “You there?” Harry snaps his fingers in front of my face, pulling me out of stupor. “Here I am, staying by your side when I should be at least trying to find the Gordons and make amends with them, and you don’t even fucking care. What the hell, Damon? What the fuck do you even take me for?”

That afternoon, they couldn’t go anywhere else. By the time the couples said their goodbyes, it was already late— the kids had school the next day, and he had work. Harry had made sure to keep them in sight the whole time, which only confirmed his suspicions. He had always been intrigued by the closeness between them, that silent language of gestures and looks they seemed to share. But now, he saw clearly that she had never shown anything more than sisterly affection toward Harry, treating him like a younger brother despite being the same age.

I had no business with having a Luna, she was just a breeder and wait, and she wasn’t a virgin when I first slept with her. I turned again to look at Dumbledore as my eyes sprung out again like they were about shooting out. “He is definitely telling the truth, they were madly in love and they both had sex several times, yes. Oh f*ck!!” I groaned within as I looked away, biting my left, little finger. ‘Darn it!! Now I despise you the more, you lowlife sl*t!!” I cursed as I drank directly from the bottle, I gulped it all as my eyes became red, like a bloodshot.

It was the fact that he made it his mission in life to always be there to pick her up whenever her lessons were over even when their time hadn't aligned, he still find a way to take her home. He laughed at her jokes even when they weren't funny and no longer seemed confuse when she talked about her famous HP analogies. He had watched the entire movies one day when she had accused of not listening to her and when he was done, he had told her that he would never forgive her for making him watch them. He apparently took a liking to Dobby and was heartbroken when the elf had died. Something she told him would be more devastating if he had read the books. Life was going not exactly how she had wa

"Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike." — Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy It had been a really good day. I had gotten to spend time with Mey, helping her with homework and telling her my life story. I let out a dreamy sigh, which made me look like Ron after he accidentally drank the love potion. Except that I didn't need a love potion to be crazy about Mey.