Prompt- years
They hadn't seen each other in years, after Elijah had left Harry. He had promised to keep in contact as much as he could but more often than not Elijah forgot about him. But that was okay.
Harry understood that Elijah was a busy person, after all he couldn't expect him to keep a promise he had made years ago.
Harry looked down at his wrist and saw the scar that ran across it, it served as a reminder that he had met Elijah, that what had happened, really did happen. Harry looked down at his book and sighed, he was 21 now.
He hadn't seen or heard from any of his other friends either, he didn't know what had happened they had all been so close when he was younger but as he grew up they seemed to drift away from him, he sometimes wondered if he had done something wrong.
He found himself wondering were they alright?
Did they find what they were looking for?
Questions he had no answer to, he had moved away from london when he turned 18. The city felt to restraining for him, he felt like he couldn't breath. But it wasn't just that it was also the place where he had met Elijah, Damon and Nik.
The three people who had let him down the most, not even when he had found out that Hermione and Ron were not really his friends it hadn't hurt that much, not as much as he thought it would. Because he still had them three, the three he thought that he could count on. Harry sighed and looked out of his window to the nearby field, the apple trees that lived in the field were in full bloom and the blossoms were a truly wonderful sight. At least he thought so. Closing his book Harry went to his bedroom and went to sleep, the only thing he was grateful for was the fact that when he was asleep he didn't feel the betrayal that he did when he was awake.
What he didn't know was there was three people wondering where he was.