Eyes on Fire
Chapter 26

AuthorQuickNotes: sorry for the lack of update in like five days. I've been soooo tired. I have to go to the eye doctor because something's going on with my eyes. They keep itching and I don't know why. Anyways, here's the next installment. I hope it's not to fast paced but I wanted to show something was tugging the two "doves" together. This series is just about halfway through, almost. Oh and if you're a "Heart's Starlight" fan (my yyh story) then I shall tell you that the sequel's prologue is posted on my quizilla page. Anyways, I hope you like that. A side romance blossoms. Let's see if you can guess who the love man is. Hehe. Enjoy!

I forced myself to wake up the next morning. I knew what was coming and I had no way of stopping it. I had to break up with Harry to save his feelings if he were to ever find out. I took a quick, hot shower to wake myself up and quickly did my hair into a curly style before pulling my uniform on. As I slipped my wand inside of my robe, Amy walked up to me, already finished and ready to go. I looked over at her and I don't know how she read my look but she frowned and said, "Are you breaking up with Harry?" I paused for a second as I pulled on my clogs. I didn't answer her and she sighed. "Whatever your reason may be, it better be good because Harry's a good man."

"That's the problem," I whispered and Amy looked confused. "Never mind, Amy. You wouldn't get it." I pushed a headband onto my head and sighed, looking myself over before heading out. Amy followed after me, eying me. I headed downstairs and when I was in the common room, I hesitated walking in because the whole group was there. Harry, Hermione, Ron, Dean and Seamus were all piled in the common room and I glanced behind me to see Neville and a few other familiar faces walking down. Of course whoever was watching me from above wanted to make this as hard as possible.

I saw Hermione mumble to Harry and shove him and he stood, awkwardly with his hands behind his back. I glanced around and Amy shoved me forward. Dean smiled at me and I smiled over at him. He still had his bandages on; so did I, I noticed as I grabbed my elbow, feeling the padding. I had changed them this morning, after my shower of course.

"Good morning, Jennifer," Harry stated, smiling nervously. I smiled at him and headed closer to him and the moment his arms came around the front, I wanted to run. His hands were holding a bouquet of beautiful flowers of all assortments and colors. "I didn't know which flower was your favorite since plants attack you so I just picked muggle flowers that don't really move." I smiled, gingerly taking the bouquet of flowers. Harry blushed and leaned forward, kissing my forehead softly. I probably scared him last night with the "we need to talk" line.

As I stared down at the flowers, my heart tugged and I couldn't pull up enough strength to break Harry's heart at this moment. We have been dating for almost a month now and I think this is what these flowers represent. I glanced over at Amy, who was giving me a slight look, and I sighed, smiling widely at Harry. I wrapped my arms around his neck and his arms went around my waist. I saw relief wash over Hermione and Ron's faces and guilt tore at my insides as I hugged Harry. I wanted to cry but that would look odd so I shoved my tears back, acting happy as Harry kissing my cheek. "Let's go get some breakfast," I mumbled. "I'm starving." It took all my strength to say those words; hell, I didn't feel like speaking at all. I felt drained and disgusted with myself. All I had to do was say it's not working or we need a break and that was it, but I couldn't even say that. I was a coward…

As we entered the Great Hall, I had my head down as I bit my lower lip. My hand was laced with Harry's as I looked over at the Slytherin table to see Malfoy sitting there, eyeing me with a knowing smirk. I flushed, remembering last night, and bit my lower lip. The guilt was replaced with desire as Harry sat me down. I was glad I was facing the Slytherin table. I couldn't tear my eyes from that beautiful man sitting there with that gorgeous smirk on his face as he ate his breakfast. I wanted him so bad. Harry was talking to his friends I heard in the distance as the others scattered around the table. Amy was to my right and Dean was across from me. I was glad he was a shift over so I could have a window and not be obvious.

Malfoy's smirk increased when Harry leaned over, kissing my cheek. I was startled and looked over at him, dumbfounded. Harry just smiled as I began filling my plate. I swear that if vampires were real and all the tales were true, Malfoy was a vampire and I was the helpless human attracted to his scent. I wanted to smack myself, hard across the face and maybe add a few punches. I shouldn't be doing this to Harry. I had to break up with him. "Harry," I stated, looking over at him and he looked over at me, smiling. "I…" I began.

"Yo Harry!" someone yelled out and Harry looked over at the voice. It turned out to be Seamus. "I can't wait for this weekend's quidditch match, although Jenn won't be playing but we're still going to kick Hufflepuff arse!" The Gryffindor table cheered out as I frowned, looking around. Harry smiled, laughing as he shook his head and returned back to his food. I frowned and began poking at my food. I felt queasy so I pushed my plate forward and gathered my things, sighing. Amy looked over at me, her eyes narrowed as she began grabbing her things to follow.

I put my hand out and gave her a look. She read it perfectly and nodded, dropping her bag again. This confused Dean, who looked up at me with questions and I merely shook my head. I let my hand hover in the air before I placed it on Harry's shoulder, leaning down and kissing his temple swiftly. His head followed me as I walked out. I could tell people were confused. I didn't care. I needed air or I swear I was going to suffocate looking at Harry's happy face. I pushed the doors open, almost smacking into a smaller first year. I apologized and kept walking. I pulled the strap to my bag higher on my shoulder as I bit the inside of my lower lip. I felt so disgusting at the moment. I needed to break up with Harry if what I truly wanted was Malfoy.

I felt someone following me but I shrugged it off, figuring it was just my imagination. I rounded a corner and instantly, my elbow was snatched up and I was whipped to my right. "Hey!" I yelled out before my back slammed into a wall. I looked up to see a face that made my heart skip a beat and the fire in the pit of my stomach to stir. He smirked down at me and stared down at the small bit of cleavage showing under my blouse. I blushed for some odd reason. He didn't say anything as we stared into each other's eyes.

"Did you mean what you said yesterday?" he asked in a very deep, seductive tone. I nodded as my mouth opened slightly. "We have an agreement that what we're doing never leaves our lips, right?" he asked, setting his forehead against mine. I nodded once more and he smirked, reaching up and letting his finger draw down the side of my face before turning and whisking away. I had to grip the wall behind me to keep my knees from totally collapsing. Students began heading out into the hallways and I had to pull everything together in five minutes, including my blushing cheeks and slight heart attack.

"There you are!" I heard and turned over to see Amy smiling at me. "Come on! I know you hate this class but you can't ditch herbology anymore now that you're on probation." I nodded, pushing off the wall and surprising myself that my legs didn't give out. I pushed my hair back and followed after Amy. "You look a little flushed, are you alright?" Amy asked, pushing her hand against my forehead. I giggled slightly.

"I'm fine. My mind's just a bit spread out at the moment," I admitted and she nodded, eyeing me for a second before dismissing it. "Can I ask you a question?" I asked, catching her attention again. She nodded. "If you wanted a guy so bad that it hurt, would you go after that guy no matter what?" I asked, narrowing my eyes. Amy stared at me, taking her sweet time before answering. I saw a faint blush creep on her cheeks though, which was suspicious.

"Are you hinting at something or is this a third person accusation?" Amy asked, narrowing her eyes.

"Strictly third person."

"I would definitely go after a guy that made it hard to stay away from," Amy answered bluntly. "Especially if he is able to see through to healing this hurt you're accusing." I nodded, taking that in. Amy flicked her eyes to me, smirking. "If this isn't about Harry, just blink once and I'll shove this out of my mind." I blinked once. "Okay, so what were we talking about? We're going to be late to herbology if we don't hurry." I smiled. I loved this girl!

"What makes you think I want to be early?" I joked and Amy rolled her eyes, grabbing my wrist and starting to drag me off to my most favoritest class ever!

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For once, she was able to pull herself up in the middle of the night and stare around to see if any movement caught her eyes. She sat up and peeked out from her curtain, staring around. The snoring of the females around her told her that it was clear and good to go. She slipped from her bed and pulled on a pair of blue slippers before tugging her robe on over herself and pulling up the hood. She skittered to the heat for some warmth as she stared over at her best friend's best, where the loudest snore was echoing from. She swore her friend could wake a hibernating bear with her snores.

She grabbed her wand before heading out of the dorm. She snuck along the hallway and down the stairs, slowing down as she peeked around the corner to see the familiar three trio of Gryffindor sitting on the couch. She was thankful that they all had their backs turned to her. She took a slow, quiet breath in before sneaking across the common room. She knew where all the loose floorboards that squeaked were at so she dodged them quietly before heading out the common room, all good. She smiled and headed out into the hallway. She was thankful the fat lady was sleeping or she would've been busted. She climbed the stairs toward the highest tower. She felt her heart beginning to thud. She couldn't help but think over her friend's question earlier today.

Would she sacrifice everything for a man that made her heart hurt to not be around?

She sighed as she headed up a tiny, tight flight of stairs before pushing a wooden door open and stepping into the familiar astronomy tower. She stared around at the trinkets and sighed, staring up at the main level. She bit the corner of her lip and popped her fingers once before heading up the metal spiral staircase. She slowed her pace when she neared the top and stared ahead of her to see the back of a person in a black robe, much like her own. She stepped out and bit her lower lip, nervously. "Hi," she mumbled, causing the person to flinch slightly from the noise.

The person began to slowly turn around and she grew anticipated. She's been receiving letters from this man for quite some time and now that she was going to finally met him, she was so excited, so scared, and so nervous. The shadows cast over his face as his hands reached up, pushing the hood down. She had to mellow out her shock as she stared at his face. She would have never guessed it would've been him. They were in two completely different worlds and here he was with an embarrassed and nervous look on his face. She almost wanted to pinch herself.

As she studied him and he studied her, the air seemed to chill. He didn't say anything as he let her soak this in. He knew it was a shocker that him of all people would be writing love letters to her. He's been writing love letters to her for years but this is the first year he sucked up enough courage to actually mail them out when he finished writing them. He had two years piled up in a box at home and a few more stashed somewhere else. He was so nervous standing there, being evaluated by her beautiful dark brown eyes.

"Why?" she asked, her eyes narrowing. He looked up at her face.