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It's Been Much Too Long


Part Seven

"Did you just call me Harry?"

I look at him confused

Did I truly let it slip,

That he was being used?

I swallow hard again trying to find a way out of this…

"Harry is my cousin,"

I spurt out with even thinking

"Next Wednesday is his birthday and I promised I'd take him out drinking."

He looks at me skeptically for a moment then says:

"Oh really, can I go?"

I move up on the couch shake my head to tell him "No,"

"It's just a family thing."

Once again I wasn't thinking

A veil covered his eyes

And I knew his heart was sinking

"Oh…" he says disappointed as he gets up from his knees

"I guess it real important to you," he says

"I'm just glad that I could please."

He walks out to the hallway

And into our bedroom

He tells me not to stay up late

To come down to bed soon

I nod though he cannot see me

I know he can sense the yes

And I'll wait just a few moments before going to the bathroom

I mustn't do it yet…

I rip open the razor

And seize its silver blade

I roll up my sleeve and take in all of the scars that I have made

I pick one in the middle

Old

About two years

And place the blade upon it

Allowing a stream of blood and tears

To mix about the floor

I grab my wand from my pocket and clean the bloody mess

Concealing all that I have done.

Tiredness consumes my body

And I feel my eyelids are sinking

Michael…

I've lied to him again

Without even thinking…