Length: about 390 words
Disclaimer: HP belongs to Jord. Jord, you should know, is a chronic liar. If she says that HP belongs to her, she actually means it belongs to JKR. Therefore, please forgive Jord for lying. It's more some sort of sickness than malice, really...
Author's Notes: New day, new chapter. And that's all I've got to say, so for the next half minute (it won't take much longer): have fun reading...
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2. Hurt #2 – Strangers
He watched her. Whenever, wherever he could. He did this secretly, of course, and he supposed that she didn't notice and probably thought that he didn't mind at all about her. Yet, he knew by heart that that was wrong. In fact, he cared so much that it hurt and this nasty feeling of concern gnawed at his insides slowly, achingly, day and night and even through the last full moons it had accompanied him.
He knew she was in pain as well. Knew it because there was nothing, really, that she could ever hide from him. As if he could read her like a book – one simple, tiny glance at her and there was no doubt that she felt just as hurt as him, surely even more since he had rejected her with so unbelievingly cruel certainty. And if she felt miserable, she was and she showed. Maybe it was not that visible to others but he saw it and he was perfectly aware that it was his fault, entirely. He was the one to blame.
Being honest, he had hoped that it would be easier to rebuild their friendship. He had been naïve enough to hope that he could make up for his behaviour. But talking seemed difficult to manage, eye contact was hard to hold. So neither did he talk to her nor look at her, at least not directly…
And as weeks passed by and worry boiled secretly beneath his chest, he began to wonder if there even was a way out of their situation or if his naivety had brought him as far as to believe in fairytales. Sadly, he couldn't find it within him to trust that there was a way.
Because he had hurt her.
Because she had hurt him in return.
Because she had called him "Lupin" one morning and he had winced and showed her his weakness, showed her that he cared. Sure, it had been revenge out of desperation and he supposed that he had deserved it. But he had also started to fear what would become of them if they chose to continue their way of hurting each other. He feared that, if he wasn't careful to look out, one day, quite certainly, they would take one too much step too far… and become strangers.
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