Chapter 2
Harry just looked at Fleur with tears on his eyes. He fell on his knees and hugged her legs, Fleur
just looked down at him with tears on her eyes too. She stroked Harry's hair and he hugged her
tighter. She tried to push Harry off her, he stood up and pulled her to a hug. " You can't leave, I
need you. We have been the best of friends since before war started ten years ago," Harry said
sobbing. He cupped Fleur's beautiful face, his thumbs brushing away the tears that were rolling
down her Azure eyes. Harry then buried his face on her hair. He inhaled her scent, " You know, I
have never Really felt at home or safe at the Borrow except when I smelled your Lilac scented
hair," Harry breathed, she managed to blush a little, but dismissed the complement. He shifted his
face and started kissing Fleur from her ear to her lips. " You know dean and I argued a while ago
on our date because, I told him you were good with your hands, that you give the best back rubs
besides him of course," Harry paused to kiss her on the lips, but she didn't respond to his
affections. " He was furious, he told me we were too intimate, I told him that we were best friends
and I love you, but in a different way," Harry finished and kissed her again. " I need you Fleur,
whose's going to help me when I get my heart broken…," Harry got cut off Fleur looked at
him. " You need me HARRY FOR THINGS LIKE THIS AND LIKE THAT WELL I'AM TIRED
HARRY FROM CATCHING YOU AND MENDING YOU AND YOUR HEART, WHEN YOU
NEVER HAVE DONE THAT FOR ME EVEN IF YOU SAW MY HEART BREAKING IN
FRONT OF YOU, I HAVE LOVED YOU AND LET YOU BREAK MY HEART LONG ENOUGH
THROUGH THE YEARS, ITS OVER OUR … FRIENDSHIP, I do hope that next time we see
each other, you regret taking me for granted," Fleur finished and pushed Harry further away from
her, but enough distance to slap him hard. Harry was stunned and the last thing he heard was Fleur
leaving him alone and possibly forever. Fleur cried hard and popped into her old room in France.
She slumped down at her bed with a heave heart, " I hope I have struck some sense in him," Fleur
huffed and pulled her comforter up to her chin. In Britain Harry was crying, " I have lost my best
friend, now where am I suppose to find comfort and advice when I'm down, I guess I haven't really
been the " best friend," I claim to be, but I would never try to hurt her purposely," he said to
himself. " but you have Harry and you took her for granted and that kiss is another thing to
ponder on," his conscience buzzed. " Great even my conscience is making me feel guilty," Harry
mumbled. Harry banged his head on the wall, " The next time I see her I'll tell her I'm sorry and
that I never meant to hurt her and took her for granted," Harry said within a string of thoughts.
Harry shifted on his bed from time to time. He missed Fleur already, he wasn't used to the fact that
the left space of their bed was empty. " ARGH…, I can't take this anymore, " Harry screamed. He
took out some of his parchment and quilt and began scribbling away.
--Letter Content—
My Darling Fleur,
I'm sorry I hurt you. I am missing you already.
I can't sleep, I have tried, but miss your warmth
Beside me and the way your hug puts me to sleep
Please come back I'm sorry I took you for granted
I regret that I did and please do come home.
-- Harry "your knight" Potter--
Harry folded the letter and gave it to Claude their owl. " Bring this to Fleur," Harry requested.
The bird hooted then flew quickly to Fleur's window. Fleur was also having trouble sleeping and
was startled to see Claude. She untied the letter and gave the bird treats. She read the letter and
cried when see finished reading it, " You're that sorry," Fleur said to herself after she saw tear
stains on the parchment. She thought about it for a second then decided to come home. She
popped back home and Harry welcomed her with an embrace and kiss, " I meant every word
Fleur my fair lady I'm sorry for everything, let's sleep its noon already," Harry said and pulled
her to bed. Fleur held her ground and Harry turned to look at her, " Your face," Fleur said
touching it. " It's nothing compared to what I'll feel If you really did leave me, I missed you and
I love you," He finished and hugged her. For the first time Harry felt that holding and having
Fleur like this was the only way that he was going to live his life. " But I'm gay aren't I," Harry
asked himself, but was too tired to ponder on the feeling and thought.