Disclaimer: see chapter 1
Chapter 11: Betrayal
For a few moments, Harry was tortured out of his wits (well, not literally) before being thrown into the dungeon. Harry never got to see what else had happened to Fira. He assumed that her transformation wasn't complete yet. But once it was, he knew he didn't stand a chance of staying alive for very long. He leaned his head on the cold cement bricks on the wall behind him. And all because of a stupid crush, he thought to himself. I was ready to think it was worth it, too…
A sickening sound broke the silence. It sounded as if someone had stabbed someone. Must happen often, Harry thought. Wonder what'll happen to me…
"HARRY!!!"
Harry snapped back to his senses at the sound of someone calling out his name. "FIRA!" Harry said in surprise when he recognized the voice. Indeed, Fira was standing outside, clutching the bars of the door and peering inside. "What are you doing here?" Harry said. "I've come to help you get out," Fira said. "WHAT?" Harry said. "I'm a pretty good actress, aren't I?" Fira said. She looked down. Harry heard her say, "Alohomora," and the dungeon door opened. Fira gestured to him to come outside. Harry, relieved to be set free but bewildered by the awkwardness of the situation, got out of the dungeon quickly. Fira gave him his wand and his father's Invisibility Cloak, which Harry pocketed right away. "My transformation is complete, but I can fight it," Fira said. "Even if it hurts." "Fira, stop this," Harry said. "This is too much…I saw what happened when you tried to fight it…this can kill you…" "Hey," Fira said, smiling up at Harry, "I figured it's worth it." The sound of footsteps destroyed the moment. "Come on," Fira said. She grabbed Harry by the arm and pulled him along as she ran. Once she got to the end of the corridor, she felt around for a loose brick. Finally finding it, she pushed it hard. The bricks around it formed an open door. "This will take you straight back to the beach," she said. "Find the Portkey and get out." "I'm not leaving without you," Harry said. "You have to," Fira said. "But once Voldemort finds out you've betrayed him, he'll kill you!" Harry protested. "I had it coming for 7 years anyway," Fira said. "Besides, it'll be worth it, dying to save The Boy Who Lived." "No, it's not!" Harry said. "I'm taking you back with me, whether you like it or not!" "But Harry!-" Fira had begun to say, but Harry silenced her by locking his lips to hers. Taken by surprise, Fira only returned his kiss when her mind stopped racing. Fira felt her heart beating faster and faster until it threatened to jump right out of her chest as Harry gently deepened their kiss. Slowly, they pulled away. "Harry-" Fira had again begun to say, but she was interrupted by Draco calling out for her. "I know you're down here, you little bitch!" "Let's go," Harry said, taking Fira by the hand and running out of the open door. As soon as the 2 of them got past the wall, it closed up again. They ran out onto the beach until they reached the spot where they had landed a while ago. "What time is it?" Harry said in between breaths. "Half past 3 in the morning," Fira said. She looked back at the mansion. Any moment now, Draco and the Death Eaters would come out, and she would surely die…
"I found it!" Harry said. "I found the Portkey! Let's go before they come out and find you." Fira just stood there, watching him. "Why are you so worried about me?" she said, her voice choked up. "What kind of a question is that?" Harry said. "I mean, honestly, Harry," Fira said, her voice not changing one bit. "Why?" "Why?" Harry said. He walked over to her and cupped her face in his hands. "I wished it wouldn't have to be at an awkward and hurried time like this when I'd say this to you," he said gently, "But I love you, Fira. I don't know why it took me so long to realize. I love you, and I don't think I'm about to let Voldemort take you away from me. I'll eat slugs first." Fira smiled at the joke. "But why do you love me, Harry?" Fira said. "I just want to know…I just want to know that I'm not making yet another big mistake by falling in love with you." "Honestly, Fira," Harry said. "I don't know why, and I couldn't care less why I'm in love with you, I just know I am." "Wow," Fira said. "That's the most romantic thing anyone's ever said to me." She reached up and kissed Harry, holding him close to her almost possessively. She didn't want this moment to end. She wanted to hold him close and never let him go. She took in the warmth of him, wishing she could stay in it forever. But, like all good things are wont to be, this one didn't last. At the sound of Draco coming nearer, Harry and Fira broke apart. "Maybe later," Fira said to Harry. "The Portkey," Harry said, "Let's go!" He and Fira ran to it and touched it at the same time, disappearing just before Draco's spell hit Fira.
Chapter 11: Betrayal
For a few moments, Harry was tortured out of his wits (well, not literally) before being thrown into the dungeon. Harry never got to see what else had happened to Fira. He assumed that her transformation wasn't complete yet. But once it was, he knew he didn't stand a chance of staying alive for very long. He leaned his head on the cold cement bricks on the wall behind him. And all because of a stupid crush, he thought to himself. I was ready to think it was worth it, too…
A sickening sound broke the silence. It sounded as if someone had stabbed someone. Must happen often, Harry thought. Wonder what'll happen to me…
"HARRY!!!"
Harry snapped back to his senses at the sound of someone calling out his name. "FIRA!" Harry said in surprise when he recognized the voice. Indeed, Fira was standing outside, clutching the bars of the door and peering inside. "What are you doing here?" Harry said. "I've come to help you get out," Fira said. "WHAT?" Harry said. "I'm a pretty good actress, aren't I?" Fira said. She looked down. Harry heard her say, "Alohomora," and the dungeon door opened. Fira gestured to him to come outside. Harry, relieved to be set free but bewildered by the awkwardness of the situation, got out of the dungeon quickly. Fira gave him his wand and his father's Invisibility Cloak, which Harry pocketed right away. "My transformation is complete, but I can fight it," Fira said. "Even if it hurts." "Fira, stop this," Harry said. "This is too much…I saw what happened when you tried to fight it…this can kill you…" "Hey," Fira said, smiling up at Harry, "I figured it's worth it." The sound of footsteps destroyed the moment. "Come on," Fira said. She grabbed Harry by the arm and pulled him along as she ran. Once she got to the end of the corridor, she felt around for a loose brick. Finally finding it, she pushed it hard. The bricks around it formed an open door. "This will take you straight back to the beach," she said. "Find the Portkey and get out." "I'm not leaving without you," Harry said. "You have to," Fira said. "But once Voldemort finds out you've betrayed him, he'll kill you!" Harry protested. "I had it coming for 7 years anyway," Fira said. "Besides, it'll be worth it, dying to save The Boy Who Lived." "No, it's not!" Harry said. "I'm taking you back with me, whether you like it or not!" "But Harry!-" Fira had begun to say, but Harry silenced her by locking his lips to hers. Taken by surprise, Fira only returned his kiss when her mind stopped racing. Fira felt her heart beating faster and faster until it threatened to jump right out of her chest as Harry gently deepened their kiss. Slowly, they pulled away. "Harry-" Fira had again begun to say, but she was interrupted by Draco calling out for her. "I know you're down here, you little bitch!" "Let's go," Harry said, taking Fira by the hand and running out of the open door. As soon as the 2 of them got past the wall, it closed up again. They ran out onto the beach until they reached the spot where they had landed a while ago. "What time is it?" Harry said in between breaths. "Half past 3 in the morning," Fira said. She looked back at the mansion. Any moment now, Draco and the Death Eaters would come out, and she would surely die…
"I found it!" Harry said. "I found the Portkey! Let's go before they come out and find you." Fira just stood there, watching him. "Why are you so worried about me?" she said, her voice choked up. "What kind of a question is that?" Harry said. "I mean, honestly, Harry," Fira said, her voice not changing one bit. "Why?" "Why?" Harry said. He walked over to her and cupped her face in his hands. "I wished it wouldn't have to be at an awkward and hurried time like this when I'd say this to you," he said gently, "But I love you, Fira. I don't know why it took me so long to realize. I love you, and I don't think I'm about to let Voldemort take you away from me. I'll eat slugs first." Fira smiled at the joke. "But why do you love me, Harry?" Fira said. "I just want to know…I just want to know that I'm not making yet another big mistake by falling in love with you." "Honestly, Fira," Harry said. "I don't know why, and I couldn't care less why I'm in love with you, I just know I am." "Wow," Fira said. "That's the most romantic thing anyone's ever said to me." She reached up and kissed Harry, holding him close to her almost possessively. She didn't want this moment to end. She wanted to hold him close and never let him go. She took in the warmth of him, wishing she could stay in it forever. But, like all good things are wont to be, this one didn't last. At the sound of Draco coming nearer, Harry and Fira broke apart. "Maybe later," Fira said to Harry. "The Portkey," Harry said, "Let's go!" He and Fira ran to it and touched it at the same time, disappearing just before Draco's spell hit Fira.