Chapter Four: Too Late
A/N: I changed the girl's name........
Alexander Rosseau Machiavelli is a law student and a waiter in a restaurant just a few blocks away from his apartment and strangely enough that's the only thing that he can remember aside from a memory before he loss all of his major one. Harry obliviated himself when he heard the news that truly broke his already shattered heart.
-Flashback-
He walked away from Gringotts after returning all the excess money that he withdraw two years ago and he placed it into a vault that bears his false name when he heard two girls whispering excitedly about the new gossip in town.
"Oh, they look so perfect together." the teen sighed as she stared at the photo in front of the Daily Prophet.
"Alecto is so lucky I wished I was the one whom our Lord is going to marry."
As he heard those words a single tear fell down in his face. He looked into the apothecary window to make sure his glamor did not fall down because of his sudden burst of emotions. The hole in his heart that he's trying really hard to heal seems to expand and his grief was trying to consume him. He wiped the tear away and apparated to his apartment as soon as he landed, he screamed so hard that he felt his vocal cords was going to snap into two and he threw all of the things within his reach into the wall. He let the unshed tears that he was trying to keep for all of these years to fell down his cheeks like endless rivers.
"He dumped me so he can be with his Death Eater." He shouted half-sobbing and half-laughing as he said that sentence. If one of his neighbours heard him they might call up the mental hospital.
He raised his hand just above his head if this is the only thing that can make his feelings for the Dark Lord to vanish, so be it.
"Obliviate." He whispered quietly. He made sure that all of the memories of the Dark Lord and the wizarding world are effaced. When the process was finished he looks at his room in wonder like someone had ransacked it and tries to rob his apartment. He shrugged and just cleaned his apartment.
-End Flashback-
This week proved to be a very strange one because men who are always wearing black mismatched clothes are following him like he was the mother hen and they were his chicks. They followed him 24/7 even at his school when one of them was always masquerading as a teacher but he didn't know the subject that he was supposed to teach. He lifted his curtain only to see two men watching his apartment.
Today, he is going to propose to his long time girlfriend Jenna Smith. She proved to him that she wasn't going tom leave him and they already had a steady relationship for three years. He hoped that she won't reject his marriage proposal. He got this phobia of being rejected. He happily put on his clothes and walked out of his apartment he didn't even mind his stalkers following him.
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The Dark Lord is fidgeting at his seat. He hope that Harry will forgive him for all the things that he said and done to him. The door of the restaurant opened and he saw his Harry wearing the brightest smile in his face.
"Good morning, Alex." the girl in the counter said and she quickly moved out of her place to kiss his lion.
'How dare she kiss my Harry?' The Dark Lord thought murderously as she stared hatefully at the girl.
"Good morning too, Jenna. Where's Pablo?"
"He's in the wine cellar. He told me that you have a very important announcement."
A fat muggle suddenly came in to the picture holding too many wine bottles. He smiled kindly at Harry before he settled the wine bottle at the counter.
"Okay, everyone listen up. My waiter would like to say a few words."
He saw Harry paled but he smiled nonetheless he knelt in front of the girl and gently grabbed her hand. It looks like a marriage proposal.
"Jenna we have been together for three years and you proved to me that you won't leave me and you will stay at my side whatever decision that I made." Harry produced a box from his pocket and opened it. "Will you marry me?"
The girl looked flabbergasted and gasped "Yes."
Harry stood up and kissed her then he slipped the ring into her finger. Tom looked torn. He's late too late to get his Harry back.
