Chapter Three
Secrets
Harry pulled Emerald up to him and whispered gently in her ear, "Tell me." Emerald kissed his face.
"Harry. I'm not all that normal. I have powers that I can't control. I make things flyaway or break or hurt people and I can't… ca…ca…" Emerald burst into tears.
"Oh Em. It can't be that bad." He said and brushed an opalescent tear off of her face.
"Yeah right." She sniffed. "You just watch." She ran her slender fingers over Harry's scar. Harry began to fell warm and fuzzy all inside. Emerald looked at his green eyes and let a pearly tear fall over the place where his scar was. Harry reached up to touch his scar only to find that it was gone.
"Gone." He said.
Emerald nodded and said, "Only temporally." This was true. Harry could already fell the scar imprinting itself on his forehead again.
"How?" said Harry.
"Neither you nor I will know."
Harry couldn't stand it. There was so much grief behind her eyes, so much pain, so much misery. He took Emerald in his arms and burrowed his face in her hair. He could smell rain and lilacs and everything that should have replaced what was inside of poor Emerald. She let Harry kiss her face. She allowed him to run his warm hands over her neck and arms and caress her back.
"Em." He whispered in her ear. Emerald was about to kiss him back when the portrait swung open.
"Hmmm." Sneered Malfoy. He stood over them and smirked with satisfaction. "You're in danger Potter." He said. "You have no idea what you've gotten yourself into."
"Go away Malfoy." Said Harry.
"Fine but let me tell you that you will be sorry." He said coldly. Then he laughed. "See you tomorrow Emmy." He cupped Emerald's face in his hands. She stared icily at him. "I wouldn't go around telling your little secrets."
