Chapter four-Apologizes and Disappearing Acts
Harry walked into the library to find Mollie sitting with a boy, whom he recognized as the Sytherin Quiditch Team Captain. He walked over to them. Mollie lifted her head up, then started talking to the boy, ignoring Harry.
"Mollie..." Harry said, trying to catch her attention.
"What do you want Harry?" She asked not looking up.
"Um. Yeah Roger can I talk to Mollie alone please?" Harry asked and Roger nodded then walked away.
"What do you want Harry?" Mollie asked again writing facts about werewolves on her piece of parchment. She looked up and her eyes met Harry's.
"I want to apologize, for not paying attention at you during breakfast." He said sitting next to her.
"It's not the fact that you weren't paying attention to me. I don't care about that. I just needed to tell you something, but it doesn't matter anymore." She looked back down, still copying notes from the large textbook.
"Mollie.." Harry said as he took his hand and lifted Mollie's face up. He leaned in closer and soon their faces were facing eachother. Harry looked into her eyes and he saw the blue in them start to sparkle in the light. He leaned in to kiss her and she turned her head.
"I can't.." She whispered.
"You can't what?" He said, his mouth becoming dry.
"I can't kiss you..not now...just not now.." Mollie slammed the library book and grabbed her things and got up, leaving Harry sitting there by himself.
Hoping for the best just hoping nothing happens
A thousand clever lines unread on clever napkins
I will never ask if you don't ever tell me
I know you well enough to know you never loved me
Why can't i feel anything for anyone other than you
Hoping for the best just hoping nothing happens
A thousand clever lines unread on clever napkins
I will never ask if you don't ever tell me
Harry watched Demra walk into the library and walk over to the section on dragons. He sat for a second debating whether or not to get up and go talk to her. He decided to. He sighed heavily letting of the aroma of mint out of his mouth. As he walked over to her, he shifted his feet and his heart started to race.
"Hey Demra." Harry said to Demra who was intent on reading the book.
"Potter what the fuck did you just call me?" She lifted her head giving him a look of pure resentment. "Demra..."He said again. "Why are you calling me Demra?" She asked raising her eyebrow.
"That's your name isn't it..Demra?" He sat next to her and she shook her head.
"You call me Shank. Nothing but Shank. And frankly I don't want to be talking to you anyways Potter." Demra said returning to read her book. Harry leaned into her next and whispered "You know you want me to call you Demra...and you know you want me." Demra turned to slap him, but he wasn't standing there. Nobody was.
Why can't i feel anything for anyone other than you
Hoping for the best just hoping nothing happens
A thousand clever lines unread on clever napkins
I will never ask if you don't ever tell me
I know you well enough to know you never loved me
Harry walked into the library to find Mollie sitting with a boy, whom he recognized as the Sytherin Quiditch Team Captain. He walked over to them. Mollie lifted her head up, then started talking to the boy, ignoring Harry.
"Mollie..." Harry said, trying to catch her attention.
"What do you want Harry?" She asked not looking up.
"Um. Yeah Roger can I talk to Mollie alone please?" Harry asked and Roger nodded then walked away.
"What do you want Harry?" Mollie asked again writing facts about werewolves on her piece of parchment. She looked up and her eyes met Harry's.
"I want to apologize, for not paying attention at you during breakfast." He said sitting next to her.
"It's not the fact that you weren't paying attention to me. I don't care about that. I just needed to tell you something, but it doesn't matter anymore." She looked back down, still copying notes from the large textbook.
"Mollie.." Harry said as he took his hand and lifted Mollie's face up. He leaned in closer and soon their faces were facing eachother. Harry looked into her eyes and he saw the blue in them start to sparkle in the light. He leaned in to kiss her and she turned her head.
"I can't.." She whispered.
"You can't what?" He said, his mouth becoming dry.
"I can't kiss you..not now...just not now.." Mollie slammed the library book and grabbed her things and got up, leaving Harry sitting there by himself.
Hoping for the best just hoping nothing happens
A thousand clever lines unread on clever napkins
I will never ask if you don't ever tell me
I know you well enough to know you never loved me
Why can't i feel anything for anyone other than you
Hoping for the best just hoping nothing happens
A thousand clever lines unread on clever napkins
I will never ask if you don't ever tell me
Harry watched Demra walk into the library and walk over to the section on dragons. He sat for a second debating whether or not to get up and go talk to her. He decided to. He sighed heavily letting of the aroma of mint out of his mouth. As he walked over to her, he shifted his feet and his heart started to race.
"Hey Demra." Harry said to Demra who was intent on reading the book.
"Potter what the fuck did you just call me?" She lifted her head giving him a look of pure resentment. "Demra..."He said again. "Why are you calling me Demra?" She asked raising her eyebrow.
"That's your name isn't it..Demra?" He sat next to her and she shook her head.
"You call me Shank. Nothing but Shank. And frankly I don't want to be talking to you anyways Potter." Demra said returning to read her book. Harry leaned into her next and whispered "You know you want me to call you Demra...and you know you want me." Demra turned to slap him, but he wasn't standing there. Nobody was.
Why can't i feel anything for anyone other than you
Hoping for the best just hoping nothing happens
A thousand clever lines unread on clever napkins
I will never ask if you don't ever tell me
I know you well enough to know you never loved me