CHAPTER FIFTEEN
"So Lara, I trust you will begin training the boys in Energy Magic soon?" Dumbledore said, once the pair had left.
"As soon as I get back to my room I'll begin theory work. We can't afford to lose time sir."
"I am aware of that. It pains me to set you to work so soon after such an ordeal, but it is necessary. The..."
"Fate of the wizarding world depends on it. I know." The headmaster smiled.
"I suppose I do always say that." He said amusedly.
"Sir." Harry asked timidly, interrupting the thoughtful silence.
"Yes Harry?"
"Why can't you come with us? Why can't you fight with us?"
"The prophecy does not speak of me."
"It only mentions the three of us, but it does not mean no one else can be there."
"I'm afraid it does. Prophecies work in special ways. They are not like muggle law contracts, where you can find loop holes to suit your own needs." Harry frowned, but nodded in understanding.
"About this training." Lara said, shattering the silence that had descended amongst them once again. "Could Harry and Draco be excused from class? It would make teaching a lot easier."
"Normally, I would not allow it. But this is more important than grades. It is perhaps the most important thing you will ever do. Because that is the case, I will allow it."
"Thank you."
"I will inform Mr. Malfoy of these events."
"Could you also tell him to meet us in our dorms today as soon as possible?"
"I will. Is there anything else?" Lara shook her head, and Harry repeated the gesture. "Well if there is no more you need of me, I'd best start heading down to lunch. The two of you will return to your rooms for lunch, as usual.
The two students nodded as the headmaster exited the room.
"Do you want to head back now?" Harry asked softly.
"Yeah." Lara replied, as she slowly slid out of bed and made to stand up. Her legs, however, refused to hold her, so she only managed to collapse straight into Harry's waiting arms.
"I had a feeling that would happen." He said amusedly as he put his arm around Lara's waist and draped hers over his shoulder. Supporting most of her weight, Harry walked the weak girl out of the Hospital wing and back to their dormitory.
"Contemno contra Amor." Harry said, before entering the common room and depositing Lara gently on the couch.
"Thank you." She said, smiling up at him. He grinned back, lighting up his already handsome face and making her blush slightly, something which she hadn't done in years.
"Do we start training now?"
"Yes, so I suggest you get changed into something a bit more comfortable. You are going to be pushed to your limits." Lara said, smiling evilly.
"Sounds like fun." Harry said, staring determindly at the other girl and not letting her threat worry him.
As Harry went to his rooms to change, Lara thought about the only thing that seemed to occupy her mind as of late, Harry.
*When did this feeling come about? When did I stop yelling and start caring? It was so weird in the beginning, liking him. But now I can't imagine not liking him. He's so passionate, and charming in his own naïve way. I wonder if he likes me back? He has been acting different... but maybe it's just because of the war. The war! That's what I should be focusing on! Voldemort, demons, important things! Not some silly little teenage crush!*
But somewhere deep inside, Lara knew this went beyond a little crush. She'd rather die than admit it though.
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A loud knocking at the door interupted Lara's thoughts. Getting up slowly, she waddled to the door and opened it slowly.
"Draco!" Lara said happily, throwing her arms around him and losing balance at the same time.
"Hey, I know you love me and all but hands off! I'm attatched now!" He said, grinning as he assisted Lara back to the couch and laid her down.
"Sorry, I'm still a bit weak. But what do you mean... attatched? You don't mean, you and....and... Ginny?" The blonde nodded enthusiastically, grinning from ear to ear.
"I had no idea you guys talked." Lara said, not being able to hide the small twinge of jealousy in the pit of her stomach.
"Yeah, we've been getting really close while you were in the hospital wing."
"How long exactly was I in there?"
"A week." Draco said simply, eyeing the lunch the house elves had left for Lara and Harry apprehensively.
"Help yourself." Lara said, noticing him eyeing the food. "So what happened? Tell me!" She said enthusiastically as Draco nibbled on an apple.
"It was last Friday. And we had just had lunch, and I invited her for a walk around the lake. And we got talking...."
*FLASHBACK*
"So, how is the crush on Potter going? Still nice and healthy?" Draco asked, as he led Ginny down the steps and towards the lake.
"It's not as bad actually. I think I'm over him. No scrap that, I am over him."
"Finally."
"I know I know. But he was so sweet and cute. You'd be hard pressed to find a girl that doesn't like him."
"Lara doesn't." Draco said, not liking the turn the conversation was going.
"But that's Lara isn't it? She's something different, she's not like most people. A lot like Harry in that respect. I reckon they would make a great couple, if they didn't hate each other so much of course." Ginny said thoughtfully.
"I doubt it'll ever change."
"Yeah...probably. Anyways, enough about Harry, what about you? Anyone special in your life or are you still getting over Lara?"
"No, me and Lara are over. She is great. Too great. She's too powerful, too dangerous."
"So is there anyone else now?" Ginny asked, her heart beating slightly faster. More than anything, she wanted him to say her. But she knew it was useless, Draco Malfoy would never like Virginia Weasley....
"There is this one girl, and I'm really close to asking her out. She's really sweet, and beautiful and funny. But i think she's still hung up on this other guy." Ginny held her breath, not beleiving her ears and yet at the same time not trusting herself to hope.
"I.... I'm sure she likes you. What girl would choose any guy over you?" She said softly, eyeing the gorgeous blonde walking beside her with apprehension. Draco looked over at the red head beside him, who was at the moment fidgeting with her nails, obviously awaiting his reply.
"Does that rule extend to you?" He asked, holding out his hand and stopping her before pulling her closer.
"Yes." Ginny said so softly that Draco only just caught it.
"That's good to hear." He said, as he leant down and kissed Ginny softly on the lips. The red haired girl grinned into his lips, a giant bubble of happiness welling inside of her as she deepened the kiss.
*END FLASHBACK*
"Aw, that's so cute!" Lara said as Draco finished his recount of the tale.
"So we've been going out for three days now, and I've never been happier. No offense to you or anthing, but Ginny, she makes me feel... I dunno... It's like I came alive when I met her." Draco said dreamily, leaning back on the couch adjacent to the one Lara was spread out on.
"Aah, l'amour! C'est magnifique!" She said in a french accent.
"Well what about you? Found anyone?" Lara refrained herself from looking over at Harry dorms, a gesture which she was sure Draco would pick up on.
"Well?" A new voice said. "Are you going to answer?" Lara turned to see Harry step out of his room wearing run down baggy jeans and a tight white shirt. It took all of her energy to not drool at the sight of him.
"No, not today."
"Unfair! I told you!" Draco whined.
"Tough." Lara said, getting comfortable on the sofa. "Now boys, do you know why you're here?"
"Yes Miss." They said in unison, both mimicking childrens voices.
"Even you Draco?"
"Dumbledore informed me."
"Good, so we can start. Seat yourselves down somewhere, anywhere, as long as you're comfortable." The two boys sat themselves down on opposite couches, wriggling a bit before becoming comfortable.
"Good, now I want you to close your eyes." The Gryffindor and Slytherin followed her instructions. "Now block out all sound except the beating of your own heart. Let it's steady drum echo around you, hear it, feel it. Now reach inside your heart. There's light in there, can you see it?"
"Yes." Both boys said softly, losing touch with reality and becoming part of the rhythmic beatings of their very hearts.
"That's your eneregy source. It's like a flame. Resting and relaxation feed it, make it stronger. It also allows you to take energy from it, if the need arises. But if you take too much, the flame can die. You can't let that happen. Understand?"
"Yes." The boys said again, in the same tone as before.
"Good. Now I want you to slowly take some of the light. Not too much, just make a small channel for it to filter out. Now concentrate on your favourite food. Imagine what it looks like, what it tastes like, what it feels like. As the energy filters out, mould it into the image you have created. Bend and curve the energy, you are it's master, not the other way around."
"Once the image is completed, close the channel. Now slowly, open your eyes. Not too quickly as for the first time the shock to the system may be too much." The boys followed her instructions, and slowly felt the world come into focus around them.
Both boys were even more shocked when they saw the food they had imagined floating in mid air in front of them in all it's glory. Slowly, Draco reached up and took hold of the spinning plate of chocolate ice cream and brought it down slowly. Grabbing a spoon from the table, he dipped it into the ice cream and ate a tiny portion of it.
"Not too good. The textures a bit wrong and it tastes a bit off."
"That's alright, it's only you're first time. Actually it's suprisingly good considering you've never done it before." Harry, having watched Draco eat his creation with doubt, now slowly took down the plate of strawberries from it's position in mid air and settled it on his lap. Taking one of the strawberries, he tentivly bit off the end of it. His eyes widened in surprise.
"It's good!" He said, popping the rest of the strawberry in his mouth and slowly sucking on it to prove his point. Lara watched entranced as the brilliant red fruit was slowly and tantilisingly consumed by the black haired boy. Meanwhile, Draco was watching the scene unfold with an amused grin on his face.
Lara, snapping back to reality, shook her head and sat up from her position on the couch.
"Okay, I think that's enough for now. If we over do it, you'll take too much energy and end up like me."
"I think I'll head up to lunch then."
"You can have it with us if you want."
"Naa, sorry. Nothing against you but....you know, Ginny."
"Yeah yeah, I know." Lara said, grinning at the blonde as he got up from his position on the couch. Before heading out the door, he leant down beside Lara as if to give her a quick kiss good bye. Instead, he bent down by her ear and whispered something softly in her ear.
"I know you like Potter. Interesting choice...." He said, before straightening up and heading out the door. Lara stared after the blonde, her ability to speak momentarily forgotten.
"What was that about?"
"He's just trying to guess who I like." Lara said huffily.
"From your reaction, I think he guessed right." Lara didn't trust herself to reply.
"Come on, lets eat." She said instead. Harry gave her a weird look before joining her down on the carpet.
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15 minutes later, the pair had finished their lunch. Lara was lying back on the couch, while Harry had maintained his position on the floor beside her.
"Are we going to do more training today?"
"Yeah, when Draco comes back."
"Cool. I'm enjoying this."
"You are now, just wait!" Lara said, a cheeky grin inhabiting her face.
"Don't say that! Did you have to go through all this?"
"All of it."
"Was it easier for you, because you're more powerful and all?"
"Not really, I actually sucked really bad at this in the beginning. Being more powerful just means I have more energy to use, not necessarily a greater ability to use it."
"How much more energy?"
"It's hard to describe. You can't really measure power in anyway I can put into words."
"Can I see then?"
"How?"
"Do that little meditation thingo, but listening to your heart instead of mine. Would that work?"
"Yeah, I've done it before."
"Cool, shove over a bit." Lara shuffled across the couch, allowing Harry to sit beside her. Resting his hand on her heart, he leaned closer, listening to her heart steadily beating and blocking out all other sound. Slowly, he closed his eyes and felt her hear beat grow louder, until it filled his veins and became part of him. Reaching inside her heart, he saw her source of energy.
It wasn't bigger than his, and it was only slightly brighter. But there was something about it, something about the aura surrounding the light that made it immediately obvious that it contained tremendous power. Slowly, Harry opened his eyes and shifted back into the real world, Lara's heart beat slowly fading.
"I know what you mean." He said softly, although there was no need to whisper. Harry was suddenly acutely aware of how close he was to Lara. He could feel her breathing below him, feel her chest rising and falling.
And although he knew he should get up, he didn't want to. He wanted to stay by her, stay close to her.
*When did this happen? I used to hate her and now.... what do I feel? This doesn't feel like any sort of crush I've ever had. This feels like...this feels like love.* Harry thought, the idea somehow bringing warmth into his heart.
"Do you know what our password means?" Lara asked softly. Harry started slightly at the sudden change in conversation, sitting up grudgingly.
"It's latin, that's all I know."
"Contemno contra Amor. Hate against love. Interesting isn't it?" Harry frowned as the true meaning of those words sunk in.
Somebody had put them in this room for a reason. Somebody had known this would happen, that he would fall in love with the one girl he thought he hated. The true question was, did she love him back?
"I wonder how they knew." Harry said softly.
"Knew what?" Lara asked, sitting up slightly.
"That...that...." But he couldn't say it.
Harry Potter, the boy who lived, who had saved lives and survived the most powerful curse known to wizard kind, could not tell Larrissa Black how much she meant to him. As much as he wanted to, he couldn't do it.
"That hate and love are so closely related." Harry finished. Lara frowned slightly at this.
*I was so sure he was going to tell me, tell me that he loved me. Maybe he doesn't after all....*
"Yeah, I wonder." Lara said softly. Turning to the table, she noticed that the main course had dissappeared and an assortment of sweets had replaced it. "Look, dessert." She said simply.
Slowly, they got off the couch and began to pick at the assorted goods spread about the table, trying to ignore the nagging voice in both their heads that kept on saying the same thing, again and again.
You should've said it....
"So Lara, I trust you will begin training the boys in Energy Magic soon?" Dumbledore said, once the pair had left.
"As soon as I get back to my room I'll begin theory work. We can't afford to lose time sir."
"I am aware of that. It pains me to set you to work so soon after such an ordeal, but it is necessary. The..."
"Fate of the wizarding world depends on it. I know." The headmaster smiled.
"I suppose I do always say that." He said amusedly.
"Sir." Harry asked timidly, interrupting the thoughtful silence.
"Yes Harry?"
"Why can't you come with us? Why can't you fight with us?"
"The prophecy does not speak of me."
"It only mentions the three of us, but it does not mean no one else can be there."
"I'm afraid it does. Prophecies work in special ways. They are not like muggle law contracts, where you can find loop holes to suit your own needs." Harry frowned, but nodded in understanding.
"About this training." Lara said, shattering the silence that had descended amongst them once again. "Could Harry and Draco be excused from class? It would make teaching a lot easier."
"Normally, I would not allow it. But this is more important than grades. It is perhaps the most important thing you will ever do. Because that is the case, I will allow it."
"Thank you."
"I will inform Mr. Malfoy of these events."
"Could you also tell him to meet us in our dorms today as soon as possible?"
"I will. Is there anything else?" Lara shook her head, and Harry repeated the gesture. "Well if there is no more you need of me, I'd best start heading down to lunch. The two of you will return to your rooms for lunch, as usual.
The two students nodded as the headmaster exited the room.
"Do you want to head back now?" Harry asked softly.
"Yeah." Lara replied, as she slowly slid out of bed and made to stand up. Her legs, however, refused to hold her, so she only managed to collapse straight into Harry's waiting arms.
"I had a feeling that would happen." He said amusedly as he put his arm around Lara's waist and draped hers over his shoulder. Supporting most of her weight, Harry walked the weak girl out of the Hospital wing and back to their dormitory.
"Contemno contra Amor." Harry said, before entering the common room and depositing Lara gently on the couch.
"Thank you." She said, smiling up at him. He grinned back, lighting up his already handsome face and making her blush slightly, something which she hadn't done in years.
"Do we start training now?"
"Yes, so I suggest you get changed into something a bit more comfortable. You are going to be pushed to your limits." Lara said, smiling evilly.
"Sounds like fun." Harry said, staring determindly at the other girl and not letting her threat worry him.
As Harry went to his rooms to change, Lara thought about the only thing that seemed to occupy her mind as of late, Harry.
*When did this feeling come about? When did I stop yelling and start caring? It was so weird in the beginning, liking him. But now I can't imagine not liking him. He's so passionate, and charming in his own naïve way. I wonder if he likes me back? He has been acting different... but maybe it's just because of the war. The war! That's what I should be focusing on! Voldemort, demons, important things! Not some silly little teenage crush!*
But somewhere deep inside, Lara knew this went beyond a little crush. She'd rather die than admit it though.
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A loud knocking at the door interupted Lara's thoughts. Getting up slowly, she waddled to the door and opened it slowly.
"Draco!" Lara said happily, throwing her arms around him and losing balance at the same time.
"Hey, I know you love me and all but hands off! I'm attatched now!" He said, grinning as he assisted Lara back to the couch and laid her down.
"Sorry, I'm still a bit weak. But what do you mean... attatched? You don't mean, you and....and... Ginny?" The blonde nodded enthusiastically, grinning from ear to ear.
"I had no idea you guys talked." Lara said, not being able to hide the small twinge of jealousy in the pit of her stomach.
"Yeah, we've been getting really close while you were in the hospital wing."
"How long exactly was I in there?"
"A week." Draco said simply, eyeing the lunch the house elves had left for Lara and Harry apprehensively.
"Help yourself." Lara said, noticing him eyeing the food. "So what happened? Tell me!" She said enthusiastically as Draco nibbled on an apple.
"It was last Friday. And we had just had lunch, and I invited her for a walk around the lake. And we got talking...."
*FLASHBACK*
"So, how is the crush on Potter going? Still nice and healthy?" Draco asked, as he led Ginny down the steps and towards the lake.
"It's not as bad actually. I think I'm over him. No scrap that, I am over him."
"Finally."
"I know I know. But he was so sweet and cute. You'd be hard pressed to find a girl that doesn't like him."
"Lara doesn't." Draco said, not liking the turn the conversation was going.
"But that's Lara isn't it? She's something different, she's not like most people. A lot like Harry in that respect. I reckon they would make a great couple, if they didn't hate each other so much of course." Ginny said thoughtfully.
"I doubt it'll ever change."
"Yeah...probably. Anyways, enough about Harry, what about you? Anyone special in your life or are you still getting over Lara?"
"No, me and Lara are over. She is great. Too great. She's too powerful, too dangerous."
"So is there anyone else now?" Ginny asked, her heart beating slightly faster. More than anything, she wanted him to say her. But she knew it was useless, Draco Malfoy would never like Virginia Weasley....
"There is this one girl, and I'm really close to asking her out. She's really sweet, and beautiful and funny. But i think she's still hung up on this other guy." Ginny held her breath, not beleiving her ears and yet at the same time not trusting herself to hope.
"I.... I'm sure she likes you. What girl would choose any guy over you?" She said softly, eyeing the gorgeous blonde walking beside her with apprehension. Draco looked over at the red head beside him, who was at the moment fidgeting with her nails, obviously awaiting his reply.
"Does that rule extend to you?" He asked, holding out his hand and stopping her before pulling her closer.
"Yes." Ginny said so softly that Draco only just caught it.
"That's good to hear." He said, as he leant down and kissed Ginny softly on the lips. The red haired girl grinned into his lips, a giant bubble of happiness welling inside of her as she deepened the kiss.
*END FLASHBACK*
"Aw, that's so cute!" Lara said as Draco finished his recount of the tale.
"So we've been going out for three days now, and I've never been happier. No offense to you or anthing, but Ginny, she makes me feel... I dunno... It's like I came alive when I met her." Draco said dreamily, leaning back on the couch adjacent to the one Lara was spread out on.
"Aah, l'amour! C'est magnifique!" She said in a french accent.
"Well what about you? Found anyone?" Lara refrained herself from looking over at Harry dorms, a gesture which she was sure Draco would pick up on.
"Well?" A new voice said. "Are you going to answer?" Lara turned to see Harry step out of his room wearing run down baggy jeans and a tight white shirt. It took all of her energy to not drool at the sight of him.
"No, not today."
"Unfair! I told you!" Draco whined.
"Tough." Lara said, getting comfortable on the sofa. "Now boys, do you know why you're here?"
"Yes Miss." They said in unison, both mimicking childrens voices.
"Even you Draco?"
"Dumbledore informed me."
"Good, so we can start. Seat yourselves down somewhere, anywhere, as long as you're comfortable." The two boys sat themselves down on opposite couches, wriggling a bit before becoming comfortable.
"Good, now I want you to close your eyes." The Gryffindor and Slytherin followed her instructions. "Now block out all sound except the beating of your own heart. Let it's steady drum echo around you, hear it, feel it. Now reach inside your heart. There's light in there, can you see it?"
"Yes." Both boys said softly, losing touch with reality and becoming part of the rhythmic beatings of their very hearts.
"That's your eneregy source. It's like a flame. Resting and relaxation feed it, make it stronger. It also allows you to take energy from it, if the need arises. But if you take too much, the flame can die. You can't let that happen. Understand?"
"Yes." The boys said again, in the same tone as before.
"Good. Now I want you to slowly take some of the light. Not too much, just make a small channel for it to filter out. Now concentrate on your favourite food. Imagine what it looks like, what it tastes like, what it feels like. As the energy filters out, mould it into the image you have created. Bend and curve the energy, you are it's master, not the other way around."
"Once the image is completed, close the channel. Now slowly, open your eyes. Not too quickly as for the first time the shock to the system may be too much." The boys followed her instructions, and slowly felt the world come into focus around them.
Both boys were even more shocked when they saw the food they had imagined floating in mid air in front of them in all it's glory. Slowly, Draco reached up and took hold of the spinning plate of chocolate ice cream and brought it down slowly. Grabbing a spoon from the table, he dipped it into the ice cream and ate a tiny portion of it.
"Not too good. The textures a bit wrong and it tastes a bit off."
"That's alright, it's only you're first time. Actually it's suprisingly good considering you've never done it before." Harry, having watched Draco eat his creation with doubt, now slowly took down the plate of strawberries from it's position in mid air and settled it on his lap. Taking one of the strawberries, he tentivly bit off the end of it. His eyes widened in surprise.
"It's good!" He said, popping the rest of the strawberry in his mouth and slowly sucking on it to prove his point. Lara watched entranced as the brilliant red fruit was slowly and tantilisingly consumed by the black haired boy. Meanwhile, Draco was watching the scene unfold with an amused grin on his face.
Lara, snapping back to reality, shook her head and sat up from her position on the couch.
"Okay, I think that's enough for now. If we over do it, you'll take too much energy and end up like me."
"I think I'll head up to lunch then."
"You can have it with us if you want."
"Naa, sorry. Nothing against you but....you know, Ginny."
"Yeah yeah, I know." Lara said, grinning at the blonde as he got up from his position on the couch. Before heading out the door, he leant down beside Lara as if to give her a quick kiss good bye. Instead, he bent down by her ear and whispered something softly in her ear.
"I know you like Potter. Interesting choice...." He said, before straightening up and heading out the door. Lara stared after the blonde, her ability to speak momentarily forgotten.
"What was that about?"
"He's just trying to guess who I like." Lara said huffily.
"From your reaction, I think he guessed right." Lara didn't trust herself to reply.
"Come on, lets eat." She said instead. Harry gave her a weird look before joining her down on the carpet.
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15 minutes later, the pair had finished their lunch. Lara was lying back on the couch, while Harry had maintained his position on the floor beside her.
"Are we going to do more training today?"
"Yeah, when Draco comes back."
"Cool. I'm enjoying this."
"You are now, just wait!" Lara said, a cheeky grin inhabiting her face.
"Don't say that! Did you have to go through all this?"
"All of it."
"Was it easier for you, because you're more powerful and all?"
"Not really, I actually sucked really bad at this in the beginning. Being more powerful just means I have more energy to use, not necessarily a greater ability to use it."
"How much more energy?"
"It's hard to describe. You can't really measure power in anyway I can put into words."
"Can I see then?"
"How?"
"Do that little meditation thingo, but listening to your heart instead of mine. Would that work?"
"Yeah, I've done it before."
"Cool, shove over a bit." Lara shuffled across the couch, allowing Harry to sit beside her. Resting his hand on her heart, he leaned closer, listening to her heart steadily beating and blocking out all other sound. Slowly, he closed his eyes and felt her hear beat grow louder, until it filled his veins and became part of him. Reaching inside her heart, he saw her source of energy.
It wasn't bigger than his, and it was only slightly brighter. But there was something about it, something about the aura surrounding the light that made it immediately obvious that it contained tremendous power. Slowly, Harry opened his eyes and shifted back into the real world, Lara's heart beat slowly fading.
"I know what you mean." He said softly, although there was no need to whisper. Harry was suddenly acutely aware of how close he was to Lara. He could feel her breathing below him, feel her chest rising and falling.
And although he knew he should get up, he didn't want to. He wanted to stay by her, stay close to her.
*When did this happen? I used to hate her and now.... what do I feel? This doesn't feel like any sort of crush I've ever had. This feels like...this feels like love.* Harry thought, the idea somehow bringing warmth into his heart.
"Do you know what our password means?" Lara asked softly. Harry started slightly at the sudden change in conversation, sitting up grudgingly.
"It's latin, that's all I know."
"Contemno contra Amor. Hate against love. Interesting isn't it?" Harry frowned as the true meaning of those words sunk in.
Somebody had put them in this room for a reason. Somebody had known this would happen, that he would fall in love with the one girl he thought he hated. The true question was, did she love him back?
"I wonder how they knew." Harry said softly.
"Knew what?" Lara asked, sitting up slightly.
"That...that...." But he couldn't say it.
Harry Potter, the boy who lived, who had saved lives and survived the most powerful curse known to wizard kind, could not tell Larrissa Black how much she meant to him. As much as he wanted to, he couldn't do it.
"That hate and love are so closely related." Harry finished. Lara frowned slightly at this.
*I was so sure he was going to tell me, tell me that he loved me. Maybe he doesn't after all....*
"Yeah, I wonder." Lara said softly. Turning to the table, she noticed that the main course had dissappeared and an assortment of sweets had replaced it. "Look, dessert." She said simply.
Slowly, they got off the couch and began to pick at the assorted goods spread about the table, trying to ignore the nagging voice in both their heads that kept on saying the same thing, again and again.
You should've said it....