That day ended as most did...surprisingly quiet. Fred and George still weren't pleased about having to go to school. Their partying remained for quidditch victories. It seemed like there was never a shortage of Homework though. Becoming an Auror wasn't easy, especially since Harry had to bring up his potions marks.
Hermione and Ron could be spotted smooching in the library every so often. Harry, again, was feeling left out, and hurt by that day's events. That day was so long ago, yet he could still remember the reaction he gave when he found out about Lauren and Draco.
Depressed, was the only way he could describe his feelings. Why? Well, for one, the girl of his dreams was in love with a Slytherin whom happened to be his worst enemy. Plus, his two best friends were never separate...from each other that is. And for the finishing touch, his Godfather, his (technically) only living relative, had died at the hands of Bellatrix Lestrange, one of Voldemort's supporters.
"Harry?" A voice came out of no where. Harry tried to look around, but saw no one; he disregarded it until it repeated itself.
"Harry, are you alright? I saw you rush up here after dinner..." The voice said again.
Harry looked around again, it was Lauren.
"Look, Harry, I'm really sorry about that day, I really didn't mean to make you feel bad..." she said.
Harry saw a tear roll down her cheek. He glanced down at her bare, bruised arms, then at her once bleeding nose. Was this caused by the one she thought she loved?
"What happened?" He asked.
Lauren's lip quivered, more tears followed. But one name was emitted from her lips.
"Draco", she said.
She fell into his arms, sobbing. Harry comforted her best he could, holding her, stroking her back, but not saying a word. As a couple minutes passed, the sobbing subsided.
"Why did that bag of scum do this to you?" Harry said, quite calm though.
"He wanted me to...you know..." She sniffled. "But when I said that was going too far, he attacked me. He said I was unworthy of dating him, and he didn't stop. I ran...well...back to the common room...and when I saw no one was here except you, I well..." She stopped and looked up at Harry.
Harry was speechless. Here he was, thinking she was a Slytherin loving, Draco follower, and in fact, she had just been abused by the one she thought she loved.
"Harry," she said as she kissed his cheek. "Thank you, I know I can always count on you, you're such a great friend. Maybe one day, we can be more than just friends though....maybe one day..." she teased.
To make up for Harry lack of words, Lauren snuggled against his chest, and eventually, fell asleep in his arms.
Hermione and Ron could be spotted smooching in the library every so often. Harry, again, was feeling left out, and hurt by that day's events. That day was so long ago, yet he could still remember the reaction he gave when he found out about Lauren and Draco.
Depressed, was the only way he could describe his feelings. Why? Well, for one, the girl of his dreams was in love with a Slytherin whom happened to be his worst enemy. Plus, his two best friends were never separate...from each other that is. And for the finishing touch, his Godfather, his (technically) only living relative, had died at the hands of Bellatrix Lestrange, one of Voldemort's supporters.
"Harry?" A voice came out of no where. Harry tried to look around, but saw no one; he disregarded it until it repeated itself.
"Harry, are you alright? I saw you rush up here after dinner..." The voice said again.
Harry looked around again, it was Lauren.
"Look, Harry, I'm really sorry about that day, I really didn't mean to make you feel bad..." she said.
Harry saw a tear roll down her cheek. He glanced down at her bare, bruised arms, then at her once bleeding nose. Was this caused by the one she thought she loved?
"What happened?" He asked.
Lauren's lip quivered, more tears followed. But one name was emitted from her lips.
"Draco", she said.
She fell into his arms, sobbing. Harry comforted her best he could, holding her, stroking her back, but not saying a word. As a couple minutes passed, the sobbing subsided.
"Why did that bag of scum do this to you?" Harry said, quite calm though.
"He wanted me to...you know..." She sniffled. "But when I said that was going too far, he attacked me. He said I was unworthy of dating him, and he didn't stop. I ran...well...back to the common room...and when I saw no one was here except you, I well..." She stopped and looked up at Harry.
Harry was speechless. Here he was, thinking she was a Slytherin loving, Draco follower, and in fact, she had just been abused by the one she thought she loved.
"Harry," she said as she kissed his cheek. "Thank you, I know I can always count on you, you're such a great friend. Maybe one day, we can be more than just friends though....maybe one day..." she teased.
To make up for Harry lack of words, Lauren snuggled against his chest, and eventually, fell asleep in his arms.