Author's Note:
Hello, I'm sorry its so short and bad but... but... but... To be honest I really don't know.
Well here ya go!
Chapter 18: Second thoughts
Leo sat on his four poster bed and, crossing his legs, he picked up his copy of 'A History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot' and began reading. Yet somehow he couldn't concentrate; he kept thinking of the night before and all the events that had occurred. He, Leo, had managed to trick one of the most powerful sorcerers into his trap!
Still, he couldn't help feeling a just twinge of guilt; he hoped the five were okay. After all, most of them were the parents of his best friends something tugging at his heart strings as he thought"
"Whatever, I'm just overreacting." Hugo huffed, crossing his arms and avoiding Leo's gaze. Leo sat back on his own bed, and for a moment there was a silence between them that, to Leo, lasted a decade. In which time doubt yet again came creeping into Leo's mind and he was once more unsure of his loyalties. Finally Hugo looked up, calming himself. "I'm sorry mate." He took a long, hard breath "To be honest, I didn't believe Professor McGonagall when she said they had just left and I have a feeling the professor doesn't either. So whatever the consequences, because my dad and my uncle deserve it after all they've done. They deserve to be happy."
Breath caught in Leo's throat at that. Was Hugo trying to tell him something? He felt like shaking, but somehow he managed to keep ever so still; holding his face in a reassuring air of innocence.
He listened as Hugo continued, though he realised that there was a distinct choke in his friend's voice now, one that made Leo's throat run dry. "I just hope they're okay. I've looked at my parent's and Lily's, and I've seen what loss can do to a person; they try not to show it, but sometimes it's clear and I don't think I want to end up like that." At that last statement, Hugo rolled over again to face the opposite wall and said no more.
At some point Leo picked up 'A History of Magic' once more, but this time he didn't even try to read it. He had made his mind up. When darkness fell and he was sure everyone in the dormitory was asleep, Leo removed himself from bed and tiptoed out of Gryffindor common room.