Lizzie Heart and the Years After Hogwarts.

Chapter Eight: Hometruths.

Lizzie was having the time of her life with Harry, wondering Diagon Alley. There was no awkwardness between them, they spoke freely and it felt like their friendship had been restored. They were in Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes, looking around Fred and George's new range of products.

"Hey Harry, remember these?" Lizzie called waving a bottle of love potion in her hand.

Harry grinned, "How could I not forget. Nearly every girl tried to get one down me by sneaking it in my pumpkin juice."

Lizzie laughed. "I didn't think they got it through their heads that you were with me."

Harry walked up behind Lizzie, "No they didn't."

Lizzie felt his warm breath on her neck, it was intoxicating. It was true that Lizzie was feeling feelings that she wasn't supposed to feel, especially after the last few weeks. Whenever she was around Harry, she always got a tingle in her chest. Pity he didn't feel the same way.

"Well, I'm parched. Want to get an ice-cream?" Lizzie asked.

"Sure." Harry agreed and they left WWW.

As they walked down the sun-filled cobble stoned street, they were greeted by many wizards and witches and some bowed to them as they passed.

"I wish they wouldn't do that." Lizzie muttered.

"Don't worry, it'll blow over in about a year." Harry said.

They got to Floureans and sat down outside.

"I wonder how Hermione and Ron are getting on," Lizzie said.

"I hope they'll be ok. I don't think there has been a couple more suited for each other." Harry stated. Lizzie laughed to herself; she couldn't believe what Harry just said.

Harry looked at Lizzie suspiciously, "What's so funny?"

"Oh – its just Hermione said the same thing about us a few years back." Lizzie explained. Harry looked down at the ground, "Yes well, us just wasn't meant to be, was it?" He said tonelessly.

Lizzie startled, obviously Harry wasn't over the incident.

"Harry you do realise I am sorry for what happened. I was waste-," She was cut across by the waitress.

"Good afternoon, what would you like?"

She was polite and welcomingly, she looked innocent and her cheeks flushed scarlet when saw Harry's scar.

"Oh Merlin! Your Harry-,"

"Excuse me," Harry looked at her nametag, "Layla, we were in the middle of an important conversation, please can you leave." Harry said fiercely. Layla stumbled away murmuring an apology.

"That was a bit rude, Harry." Lizzie said angrily.

"Well they shouldn't just interrupt people like that." He snapped.

"That's their job!" Lizzie retorted.

"Oh it doesn't matter. What were you saying?"

Lizzie was shocked inside. Is this the same Harry? The same Harry that until five minutes ago she was having the best day of her life? The same Harry that made the tingling feeling in her chest whenever she was close to him?

"As I was saying, I am sorry for what happened, but I was wasted. I didn't know what I was doing. We just won the Quidditch League for Merlin's sake!"

"It was still unforgivable."

"What was exactly? Me having fun? Me being chatted up by another man? Or was it just the fact that it was another Gryffindor?" Lizzie anger was rising inside; she was trying her best not to explode.

"It was all of it!" Harry snapped, "The fact that you went out and ended up in bed with Wood!"

"Do you think I planned it?" Lizzie's anger was now at maximum point, "Do you think I planned to break your heart and mine? Well newsflash Harry, I didn't."

"They why did you say we should split up? If you didn't plan to break my heart?"

People walking past started to turn their heads.

"Because I was mad at you!" she almost screamed. "I felt tremendously guilty for what I did, but when I told you I expected you to go off on one, but no, not for The-Boy-Who-Lived. He was kind and accepted it, said it didn't matter and that we could get through my problems together."

"What's wrong with that?"

"I needed you to make me feel guilty, and then forgive me. Not just accept it at face value and say I have a problem." Lizzie explained.

"I said that because I still loved you. I didn't want to let you go."

There was a long awkward pause before Harry continued.

"But you wanted to split up."

"Yes because I was mad at you, not because I stopped loving you!"

Lizzie stood frozen, her legs wouldn't move. She was shocked at the words that came out of her mouth. It seemed like an eternity that Harry's emerald eyes stared wide on her own. Slowly, sounds and noises could be heard again, and the blood in her body started to circulate. Her legs were released from solidity and she ran. Ran further and faster then she had ever done before, away from those astonished emerald eyes.

A/N: And so you found out what happened between Lizzie and Harry. Review!