chapter 3
It wasn't until we were already packed and ready to go that I got a chance to speak to Harry about his.. current predicament. We were currently at the Leaky Cauldron getting a butterbeer before we went to get settled in our apartment. Yeah' you heard right we were sharing an apartment. Not that I minded but I got a feeling we'd be fighting a good portion of the time because of course despite being on semi good terms we still had quite a few quirks to solve.
"So got any idea why Kinsley thinks you should be watched like a mentally challenged person". Not the subtlest route I could've taken but there was always something about Harry that always had me acting without my brain.
His eye gave a twitch and finished off the last of his butter beer taking a prolonged, if you ask me, sigh;probably thinking of a good lie or at least excuse to head me off. Too bad for him; I could see through all his tricks, always have been able to ,though for the life of me I didn't know why just that I could kinda like he was the only person to ever be able to even attempt to read me like a book. He probably came to that same conclusion because he sighed again. The sigh that told me he gave up and wouldn't even try to back out with half truths or lies.
"What do you know about my life before Hogwarts?" He stared with a guarded expression and I had the irrational urge to take his hand.
I shrugged, what could I say 'I used to think you were spoiled like a rotten king while the rest of us suffered by our own bloody parents and it wasn't until 6th year that I started to realize differently'. Hmph. Fat lot of good that will get me so I just stayed quite and stared calmly back.
After a minute he breathed a sigh closeing his eyes for a moment. When he looked back those eyes were dull and haunted. I decided then and there that I would get even for whoever made that look come into those emerald pools.
"My aunt and uncle weren't the best of parental figures ," I gave him a look that clearly said 'I know an understatement when I hear one'. He glared and sighed again throwing his hands in the air and getting distinctly louder." Okay they were horrible. They hated me ,starved me, locked me in a cupboard and made my life an all around hell. Their son wasn't any better actually he was the worst. At least I never got be beat by them but of course my cousin Dudleykins," anymore disgust in his voice and I would've done a polyjuice check "just had fix that. As if all the beatings weren't enough he had to make a gang and scare everyone into hating me at school. I was truly alone". His voice had got softer by the end and before I could think about what I was doing I was dragging him out of his chair and into the cool fresh air of muggle London.
He looked at me " What are you doing" he asked curiously,
Then I noticed my hand that was clearly gripping Ha.. Potters hand. I snatched it back and shoved it in my pocket, running the other through my hair to stall for time.
What was I doing. I didn't know and right now I didn't think I wanted to know just yet.
" Nothing Potter. I just got tired of butterbeer and decided I needed a walk. Besides we got to get unpacked and everything so we can be ready for.. school tomorrow and since I have absolutely nothing muggle to wear I needed to go shopping first."
He raised an eyebrow. "Then why do you need me for that" he said amusement clear in his tone. I gritted my teeth and glared.
"I know nothing about muggle London." I tried to put as little emotion in that sentence as possible; hoping to shrink that crooked but damn smug grin on his face.
He just grinned wider as if he knew something that I didn't.
" Well then come on"
I grumpled but altumitely complied. Bloody git for acting all sad and not letting me use my brain before my body acted on its own.
We ended up going to almost 20 different shops altogether. Consequently I chose my owm clothes after finding out that Harry still had horrible taste despite his quick cleanup at social functions. Granger must pick his outfits for those days. I ended up forcing him to get a whole new wordrobe as well. By the time we were done I had a serious headache from trying to think of the most indecent disgusting things to wilt a hard on.
Who knew clothes shopping with another person, expecially if you had the hots for said person, could be so erotic. But damn Harry looks sexy in muggle clothes.
Harry looked about to pass out so we headed home barely putting up the wards before falling into bed and a deep sleep;neither noticing that they unconsciously chose the same bed and almost immediately cuddled together.