Talk To Me

by facelesswriting

While finishing their education, the 8th years are picking up the pieces of their lives, but Harry's world is still crashing down around his ears. As he spirals apart, even the most unlikely people are banding together to keep him sane, but will he ever recover? And will he ever find his voice again? (TW for self-harm, panic attacks, and depression)

19. Chapter 19

19- Harry POV

I ran. Once I'd hit the corner, I couldn't let Neville change his mind and track me down again. I dropped my bag against the wall in some hall, not stopping to keep track of where it was. I didn't slow down. I was heading outside, and when I got there, the wind whipped my face like old abuse.

I knew exactly what I wanted: freedom.

Freedom from the same old place that could never be home again, freedom from losing everything except myself, freedom from what I'd done and who I'd lost, freedom from my head. My crushing head. My pounding head. My head so full of cotton it kept all the memories I wanted to lose from moving, reminding me of what I'd wanted but couldn't hold on to.

So I went where I'd always felt free.