Disclaimer- I do not own Harry Potter
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…
