"So, tomorrow is the big day then," Fred murmured, his eyes focused on his
lunch.
I beamed at him at the mere mention of my meeting with Severus. "Yeah. I've been nervous all week, but now that it's almost here...well, I just can't wait."
He simply nodded, his lips tightening. "Are you sure about this guy?"
The fact that Severus and I were practically strangers had often crossed my mind over that week. But, somehow, it never really worried me. I knew, deep down, that I could trust him with something as precious as my heart.
Yes, after spending such a short time together, I was falling in love with him. It seemed so crazy, but...right. I was convinced that if he asked me to go away with him that very minute, I would have. No matter what anyone else said. I was so sure that everyone else was just jealous, that's why they weren't supporting my infatuation with Severus.
I was wrong.
The rest of Friday, I spent in joyful anticipation of Saturday and Severus. I didn't pay any attention to my classes; I was too focused on watching the clock. Seconds had never been so long, each felt like weeks. But finally, school was over and I walked home with Fred.
He tried to ask me about Severus again, but I just wouldn't stand for it. "Fred, if you have a problem with Severus, tell me. Don't try and plant doubts in my mind against him."
Fred instantly stopped and faced me, "Okay, I have a problem with Severus. Harry, do you even know how old he is? Just think about how he reacted when he found out you were in high school! You're jailbait to him!"
I had no reply. There really wasn't anything that I could say, since I didn't know his age.
My friend took that as a concession and continued, "And you don't know a thing about him. He barely gave you his name! Does this sound like he's as obsessed with you as you are with him?"
That time, when I couldn't answer, it wasn't that my mind was devoid of responses. My lips parted slightly, and I released a small breath. I dropped my eyes, trying not to be offended or hurt by Fred's words. But it was so hard not to. How could I not have been heartbroken when by best friend said such things to me?
At least he saw the effect his words had on me and left me to walk the rest of the way alone. I needed the time to think. Time to decide what I needed to do about Severus. What if Fred was right?
I beamed at him at the mere mention of my meeting with Severus. "Yeah. I've been nervous all week, but now that it's almost here...well, I just can't wait."
He simply nodded, his lips tightening. "Are you sure about this guy?"
The fact that Severus and I were practically strangers had often crossed my mind over that week. But, somehow, it never really worried me. I knew, deep down, that I could trust him with something as precious as my heart.
Yes, after spending such a short time together, I was falling in love with him. It seemed so crazy, but...right. I was convinced that if he asked me to go away with him that very minute, I would have. No matter what anyone else said. I was so sure that everyone else was just jealous, that's why they weren't supporting my infatuation with Severus.
I was wrong.
The rest of Friday, I spent in joyful anticipation of Saturday and Severus. I didn't pay any attention to my classes; I was too focused on watching the clock. Seconds had never been so long, each felt like weeks. But finally, school was over and I walked home with Fred.
He tried to ask me about Severus again, but I just wouldn't stand for it. "Fred, if you have a problem with Severus, tell me. Don't try and plant doubts in my mind against him."
Fred instantly stopped and faced me, "Okay, I have a problem with Severus. Harry, do you even know how old he is? Just think about how he reacted when he found out you were in high school! You're jailbait to him!"
I had no reply. There really wasn't anything that I could say, since I didn't know his age.
My friend took that as a concession and continued, "And you don't know a thing about him. He barely gave you his name! Does this sound like he's as obsessed with you as you are with him?"
That time, when I couldn't answer, it wasn't that my mind was devoid of responses. My lips parted slightly, and I released a small breath. I dropped my eyes, trying not to be offended or hurt by Fred's words. But it was so hard not to. How could I not have been heartbroken when by best friend said such things to me?
At least he saw the effect his words had on me and left me to walk the rest of the way alone. I needed the time to think. Time to decide what I needed to do about Severus. What if Fred was right?