A/N
For whoever it was that commented telling my to update the fic
Please review people and tell me what you think should happen...which ships are you voting for. nigel/hannah harry/hannah nigel/lilah or harry/lilah?
Nigel dragged himself into the common room and sank into a nearby couch. He couldn't understand Lilah, not at all. What was she so afraid of. He could tell she was lying to him. Why didn't she trust him? He couldn't erase the bad feeling that had overteakn him when he had seen Lilah talking to Blaise that morning during breakfast. He knew it was silly, but Lilah wasn't easing his mind by asking questions about what he would think of a girl who cheated on her boyfreind of two years. Nigel didn't want to doubt her but it was obvious something was up, and he couldn't ignore the sick feeling in his stomache whenever he saw Blaise, or heard his name.
"Nigel?" Hannah said softly, walking towards Nigel from the other side of the common room, her golden curls framing her face like a soft halo, and her cownflower blue eyes gazing at him with concern. "What's up?"
The words were simple and casual but Nigel knew from the look in those deep blue eyes and the tone of her voice that she was asking him what it was that was consuming him from the inside out, she was offering counsel and Nigel wanted to tell her everything. Would she really listen though, he asked himself. When it came down to it he always ended up mincing his words with Hannah, and everyone else, attempting to defend Lilah, from what they would think of her, if he told them what he felt. He had to tell her something though, because he really did want her support. Really, he knew that she deserved to know the truth, and it seemed torturous that he could not tell her, no matter how much he yearned to.
"Just thinking about Lily" he confessed.
Hannah bit her lip, "Things have been really bad haven't they" she stated quietly.
Nigel could hardly deny this, but he found himself saying, "Well it's just been complicated, recently"
Hannah knew he was holding back, she knew he wanted to tell her more, and she wanted to know what he was thinking, but she did not want to be overly intrusive. "You know I am always here" she told him.
"I do, Han...and I really appriciate it" Nigel sighed, "Well, we should both get to bed as we have Binns in less than 5 hours" He held out his arms and encircled her in a warm embrace. "You really are amazing, you know that" he murmmered, then he kissed her forehead and headed up to his dormitory.
Hannah closed her eyes and sighed. He was so incredibly sweet, and she knew that she was in danger again. Why couldn't she be friends with an attractive boy like Nigel without attraction getting in the way. What made it worse is that Hannah had commited herself to a friendship wih Lilah; therefore, regardless of the fact that Lilah had betrayed Nigel and Hannah knew it, Hannah knew she couldn't say a word about that to Nigel. It wasn't her way. No matter how much she wanted Nigel to be free from Lilah, no matter how much she knew Lilah didn't deserve Nigel, no matter how much she wanted Nigel for herself, Hannah would keep Lilah's secret for her. She hope Lilah would tell him herself, but she knew better. No. It was more than she could take. She didn't care what people thought, she was going to tell him, or at least get him to tell her, "Nigel what is it" she asked him, breathing deeply, "Just say it. It will make you feel better if you do."
Nigel paused for a moment, "Nothing" he lied," besides it's none of your business"
He regretted those last words as soon as he had uttered them. He watched Hannah breathe in sharply and saw how that had struck her to the core. yet for some reason he couldn't retract it. "Fine!"she nearly sobbed, "How your whore of a girlfriend fucks you over in none of my business!"
"Don't call her that!" Nigel snapped.
"What would you prefer?" she retorted.
"I thought she was supposed to be your friend...you seemed rather chatty with her and Potter earlier"
"Well appearances can be deceiving"
"You two faced...How dare you play at being her friend and then slander her. What did you think you'd gain by it"
"Gain? Nothing! There is nothing I can possibly gain in this...except perhaps for a little piece of mind!"
"What? By confessing your crimes?"
"Fine! You are right! I have tried to be friendly with her! I have tried to be friendly with her for your sake...but you know what? It's not worth it. I don't need this, I don't need her and clearly I most certainly don't need you! All you ever do is blame me for your girlfriend's failures. Well you know what...I'm not your girlfriend. And I am tried of trying to be...I am tired of indulging your justifications for the unjustifiable in her and taking the fall for it. I am tired of seeing you torture yourself in order to continue to deceive yourself. I am tired of being overlooked. I will not be a pawn in Lilah's games, with you or with anyone. I quit! Go hire yourself a bloody therapist!"
For whoever it was that commented telling my to update the fic
Please review people and tell me what you think should happen...which ships are you voting for. nigel/hannah harry/hannah nigel/lilah or harry/lilah?
Nigel dragged himself into the common room and sank into a nearby couch. He couldn't understand Lilah, not at all. What was she so afraid of. He could tell she was lying to him. Why didn't she trust him? He couldn't erase the bad feeling that had overteakn him when he had seen Lilah talking to Blaise that morning during breakfast. He knew it was silly, but Lilah wasn't easing his mind by asking questions about what he would think of a girl who cheated on her boyfreind of two years. Nigel didn't want to doubt her but it was obvious something was up, and he couldn't ignore the sick feeling in his stomache whenever he saw Blaise, or heard his name.
"Nigel?" Hannah said softly, walking towards Nigel from the other side of the common room, her golden curls framing her face like a soft halo, and her cownflower blue eyes gazing at him with concern. "What's up?"
The words were simple and casual but Nigel knew from the look in those deep blue eyes and the tone of her voice that she was asking him what it was that was consuming him from the inside out, she was offering counsel and Nigel wanted to tell her everything. Would she really listen though, he asked himself. When it came down to it he always ended up mincing his words with Hannah, and everyone else, attempting to defend Lilah, from what they would think of her, if he told them what he felt. He had to tell her something though, because he really did want her support. Really, he knew that she deserved to know the truth, and it seemed torturous that he could not tell her, no matter how much he yearned to.
"Just thinking about Lily" he confessed.
Hannah bit her lip, "Things have been really bad haven't they" she stated quietly.
Nigel could hardly deny this, but he found himself saying, "Well it's just been complicated, recently"
Hannah knew he was holding back, she knew he wanted to tell her more, and she wanted to know what he was thinking, but she did not want to be overly intrusive. "You know I am always here" she told him.
"I do, Han...and I really appriciate it" Nigel sighed, "Well, we should both get to bed as we have Binns in less than 5 hours" He held out his arms and encircled her in a warm embrace. "You really are amazing, you know that" he murmmered, then he kissed her forehead and headed up to his dormitory.
Hannah closed her eyes and sighed. He was so incredibly sweet, and she knew that she was in danger again. Why couldn't she be friends with an attractive boy like Nigel without attraction getting in the way. What made it worse is that Hannah had commited herself to a friendship wih Lilah; therefore, regardless of the fact that Lilah had betrayed Nigel and Hannah knew it, Hannah knew she couldn't say a word about that to Nigel. It wasn't her way. No matter how much she wanted Nigel to be free from Lilah, no matter how much she knew Lilah didn't deserve Nigel, no matter how much she wanted Nigel for herself, Hannah would keep Lilah's secret for her. She hope Lilah would tell him herself, but she knew better. No. It was more than she could take. She didn't care what people thought, she was going to tell him, or at least get him to tell her, "Nigel what is it" she asked him, breathing deeply, "Just say it. It will make you feel better if you do."
Nigel paused for a moment, "Nothing" he lied," besides it's none of your business"
He regretted those last words as soon as he had uttered them. He watched Hannah breathe in sharply and saw how that had struck her to the core. yet for some reason he couldn't retract it. "Fine!"she nearly sobbed, "How your whore of a girlfriend fucks you over in none of my business!"
"Don't call her that!" Nigel snapped.
"What would you prefer?" she retorted.
"I thought she was supposed to be your friend...you seemed rather chatty with her and Potter earlier"
"Well appearances can be deceiving"
"You two faced...How dare you play at being her friend and then slander her. What did you think you'd gain by it"
"Gain? Nothing! There is nothing I can possibly gain in this...except perhaps for a little piece of mind!"
"What? By confessing your crimes?"
"Fine! You are right! I have tried to be friendly with her! I have tried to be friendly with her for your sake...but you know what? It's not worth it. I don't need this, I don't need her and clearly I most certainly don't need you! All you ever do is blame me for your girlfriend's failures. Well you know what...I'm not your girlfriend. And I am tried of trying to be...I am tired of indulging your justifications for the unjustifiable in her and taking the fall for it. I am tired of seeing you torture yourself in order to continue to deceive yourself. I am tired of being overlooked. I will not be a pawn in Lilah's games, with you or with anyone. I quit! Go hire yourself a bloody therapist!"