Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, or anything that cool.
Still Harry's POV, but it switches. No symbol but you'll be able to tell.
"Elena!" I yelled, running after her. Shit! Why do I always say the stupidest things at the most inappropriate moments! My girlfriend, the girl I loved more than anything, just discovered her father is the darkest wizard of all time, and I freak about her mother killing Sirius! It doesn't matter, because she's shown that she is nothing like her parents. I screamed her name again, and heard a sob from the broom closet that I was standing in front of. I opened the door and Elena was curled up on the floor, crying. I sat down by her, not saying anything, just stroking her hair.
"What is it?" I asked after she stopped crying, and when she looked at me I almost died.
She took in several deep breaths before she spoke, "How you reacted when you saw her, the woman who's supposed to be my mother, I could tell you hate her, and that's going to hate me for looking like her."
I took Elena's face gently into my cupped hands, "Elena, I could never, ever, hate you."
She looked a bit taken a back at the fierceness in my voice, "Are you sure?"
I brought my lips as close to her ear as possible, "Positive, did you really think that I would leave you after last night?"
Elena mumbled something indistinct, and I couldn't help but kiss her worries away.
"Harry, Elena?" Came a soft voice from the other side of the door, Hermione.
"How'd you find us?" I asked, and Harry helped me up, and he looked at my left arm.
"Never mind, go away," Harry slammed the door of the closet, closing us back in, "Elena, why?"
I looked at the same place his eyes were, showing the four long uneven cuts from my elbow to wrist; I was at a loss for words, I had never seen Harry so angry, "Did you do this?"
"Yes." I squeaked, biting my lip, and Harry moved closer to me, so there wasn't one part of us that wasn't touching.
"Why?" Harry asked again his voice low and dangerous.
I took a deep shaky breath, "I didn't mean to, when I was upset I scratched my arm, and I got out my wand to heal them but I couldn't say the spell, I just ran my wand along the cuts and it made them deeper."
"Elena, never hurt yourself again, especially because of me." Harry said, running his wand along my cuts, and this time they healed.
I just nodded, at a loss for words.
"Now let's go, it's almost lunch, I don't know about you, but I'm starving." Harry said, taking my hand.
We walked back up to the common room in silence, but it wasn't awkward. Just thoughtful. When we walked in the portrait hole, everybody stared. I guess it was suspicious, how we've been acting.
"I wish I could go to your dorm with you." Harry whispered in my ear.
"Wait, you can," I paused for a second trying to remember the step, "Oh, yeah, skip the fifth step."
"How'd you know?" Harry asked, in awe.
"That slut in your year, what's her name, oh yea, Lavender, she taught me." I said proudly.
I took Harry's hand, and we walked up the stairs to the girl's dorm, keeping our eyes down. I was so tired of the staring, and I wished I knew how to do a disillusionment charm.
Harry sat on my bed, criss crossing his legs. He leaned against my bedpost, grinning at me.
"Close your eyes, I have to change." I ordered the raven haired boy sitting on my bed.
Harry laughed, "Elena, I've seen you naked."
"Yes but it was dark." I argued back.
Harry rolled his eyes, but he closed his eyes with a sigh. I took off his baggy sweater, and I felt a pair of strong arms wrapped around my bare waist, "Are you embarrassed love?"
I mumbled no, and he tightened his grip, "You should never feel uncomfortable around me, because I love you."
"I love you too." I said, and he kissed my neck.
I moaned softly, "Harry, lunch."
At that moment two out of three of my dorm mates walked through the door. Harry pushed myself behind him so I had to peer over his shoulder
They flushed a deep red and started giggling, "Are we interrupting?"
"We were just getting ready for lunch." I tried to say as innocently as possible.
"Suuuure," Ginny started, "I'll just let you get dressed."
And with that she grabbed the other girl's wrist and they backed out of their dorm.
"I'll let you get dressed now." I felt the comforting pressure of Harry's arms leave me and he was sitting on my bed again. I sighed and got dressed quickly, glad we could wear muggle clothes to breakfast on Saturday. It felt so odd that it was still Saturday, it felt like weeks had past since Harry and I were doing our homework in the commons.
"Ready?" Harry asked, hopping off my bed and taking my hand.
Elena and I took our usual seats across from Ron and Hermione.
"Rumors?" I asked softly, leaning in to Hermione.
"So far, Elena is pregnant, you're sleeping with me, or you're sleeping with both of us." Hermione said, sparing us the conspiratorial crap.
Unlike that first morning they started dating, they didn't burst out laughing. There were no theatrics, just grave nodding. Well, it was better than the truth. We ate the rest of our lunch in silence. We kept our eyes down to avoid the stares of others.
I coughed to break the silence, "Summer is in a few weeks, what are your plans?"
I asked the group, but they knew who the question was for, "I was going to go back to the orphanage."
"No, I'm not-" I didn't get to finish my sentence because at that moment owl post came in. I looked across the crowded hall at Malfoy; he opened his letter, smirked, then burned it with his wand.
It's never good when Malfoy is smiling. I was about to tell the group, but got interrupted, "What were you saying Harry?"
"That I'm not letting you out of my sight." I said.
"What about the Dursleys?" Hermione asked.
"Since when have I given a damn about what the Dursleys think?" I said moodily, "We'll stay for a week then move into Grimmauld Place."
Hermione shrugged, Elena answered, "Sounds good."
"Great, let's go to the Room of requirements." I said, felling claustrophobic.
Elena nodded and took my hand. We walked out of the hall completely absorbed in each other/
We got to the seventh floor, "Somewhere private."
I was about to say it again when we heard a familiar drawl, "Potter, Potter's whore!"
"What do you want, Malfoy?" I said threateningly.
He walked briskly over to Elena, pulling up her left sleeve, "Knew it!"
"Get away from her," I pushed Malfoy up against the wall, I had my arm across his throat, "Malfoy, if you tell anyone I will put you and you're death eater father in Azkaban so fast. . ."
"Harry," Elena whispered pulling me back, "Stop."
I pulled away from the choking blonde sharply, making drop to the floor, "Get out of my sight."
I put all of my hatred and anger, not just at Draco, but at the world in general in my voice, and Draco scampered down the hall.
"Let's go." I said smiling at Elena.