Chapter 8
An Unexpected Proposal
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"What did you want to talk to me about?" I ask him.
"Will you," he suddenly stops and looks down at the hand he's holding. He stares down at my left hand.
I begin to squirm uncomfortably. I haven't told anyone yet about our engagement, yet.
"Draco and Hermione," Harry reads. His face is expressionless. He glances back up at me. This wasn't expected. His green eyes show a tinge of hurt and betrayal. He lets go of my hand, realizing it wasn't his territory.
A feeling of undeniable guilt arrives. How can I explain this? I haven't lied, but I didn't tell him. Perhaps, I could've prevented his hurt feelings. The low, guilty feeling falls down into my heart, bringing a sense of insecurity with it.
"Why didn't you tell me?" he says slowly. He avoids my gaze expertly.
"I didn't know how you would react," I say slowly and softly, watching for any sign of an emotion on his pale face. I feel slightly worried at his response.
"Why him?" he asks.
"I…" I begin, but stop because I don't know the answer. I watch him anxiously to see how he takes this.
He finally turns to look at me. He's pale. His black hair is ruffled. His eyes, there are no words to describe the dreadful haunted look in his beautiful green eyes. I can tell that he's trying to control his anger and jealousy. "I wish you luck," he says automatically without any enthusiasm.
I sit here. I watch him stroll slowly away, defeated once again. The sense of loneliness enters me. I have gained a lover, but I've lost a friend. The horrible feeling of guilt lies in me. I've lost my childhood friend. Did I make the right choice?
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