Chapter 4

Livia's POV

I walked until the great hall and stopped in front of the entrance. My eyes roamed around, looking at every student chatting with each other. I noticed Draco chatting with other Slytherins and turned to the Gryffindor's table. I stood there and stared at Harry until someone touched my back. I jumped and put my hand on my chest, as if it would stop my heart from bursting out.

"Liv, it's done." Katie whispered.

"You know you scared the shit out of me, right?" I said, my eyes still closed and my heart still running out of surprise.

"Sorry." she simply said. "But Harry has your message."

I took a big breath and sighed.

"Thanks for being a real friend."

"Anytime." she grinned. "Maybe you should get going, he'll be there soon."

I had no idea what I was going to tell him, and I started to feel nervosity run inside of me like a poison, thinking of being so close to him. Still, deep inside, there was something that told me being coser to him was a need, like it would bring something. And despite the love I was feeling for him, I didn't think it was only important for me... I felt like it would bring something amazing to the whole world.

I walked up the stairs and went to the third floor, sitting down in a corner. My heart raced, pumping my blood in my veins at an extreme speed. I jumped at every little noise possible, trying to concentrate on the reason to my message he would probably ask for.

I fought against the desire to leave, repeating over and over in my head that it was worth it, and that I'd hate myself if I didn't do this until the end. Deep down, I knew something would result from all this, but I just wasn't sure what. I looked at my watch, something I had found in a trip to the muggles world, that I cherished and realized he was 10 minutes late. Still, I couldn't tell myself he had ditched me, and I closed my eyes, trying to convince myself something unpredictable was making him late.

A sudden noise made me look up and I saw him turn the corner. He walked willingly in my direction and as he was getting closer, our gaze stuck to each other's. I got up in a quick movement and licked my lips as he handed me the paper.

I felt like a first grader, staring at the note I had asked a friend of mine to give to him as my cheeks quickly turned to a reddish color. My eyes tried to find a way to escape but my body still remained at the same place, as if my brain wasn't sending any message to any part of me.

"It's you, right?" he asked with no expression, trying to catch a glance from me.

"Yea. I did that without thinking... it was in an impulsive way and..."

I stopped trying to convince him I was sane as his hand reached my arm. His warm skin sent a shiver all over my body, crossing me like a lightning piercing the sky.

He probably felt it too because his hand briefly left my arm. I dared to look in his eyes, waiting for any word to escape from his mouth as I tried to find any sign of feeling from him.

"You don't need to explain anything." he said.

I wanted to fall into his arms, because it seemed to be the only place I could feel safe and free at the same time, but I stayed further, trying to understand why he didn't want me to say why i had sent him a message out of nowhere. After all, we had never really talked to each other, and even though I had always felt some kind of attraction to him, he couldn't have guessed it.

"It's just..."

"Shhh." he whispered, his finger slowly brushing my lips.

I stayed silent, looking in his eyes as I realized we were closer and closer to each other. It seemed like we were sharing a secret even unknown by us... like we shared the same feelings for the other, without saying anything. As much as I wanted to kiss him, I knew he was containing himself from doing it too. I didn't even try to understand what was happening to us at this exact moment, until he spoke again.

"Livia, I was waiting for a sign from you."