![]() He also nearly tripped over his own two feet when he got to the kitchens. The corridors were dark and empty, even though he knew there would be teachers patrolling, He thanked Merlin for the cloak as he walked by Hufflepuff, narrowly avoiding a ghost. ![]() He hopped out of bed with his invisibility cloak and just hoped that the house elves were still awake so he could stuff his pie hole with treacle tart. He’d ended up skipping dinner because he lacked his appetite and his stomach was giving him payback for it. It was 2 am and Harry was fucking starving. He ignored the pair for the rest of the day too, not being able to force himself into the conversation as they kept speaking in soft whispers, too low for Harry to pick up on. He walked straight through the large doors and towards the 3rd floor for Charms. There was a loud murmur that settled over the hall as he walked out yet when he flashed a glance at the Gryffindor table, he saw Ron and Hermione too encaptured in their conversation to even notice he’d gone. He couldn’t handle being excluded today, he would rather be feeling isolated of his own free will than because his friends were ignoring him. Hermione shot a wide-eyed glance at Harry, that he thankfully was too blind to notice, and shushed her voice so only Ron could hear. He let the scalding hot coffee drop down his throat when suddenly Malfoy erupted into a coughing fit across the hall. It was still too hot but with the way his head was drooping even 10 seconds, he knew he needed his caffeine fix but double Charms. While Hermione and Ron were talking about Ginny because Ron it makes no sense, they’re perfect for each other! Harry decided to take his coffee in his hand. Ginny seemed so upset about it but Harry just shrugged, he wasn’t all that attracted to women in the first place, spending his life with one seemed to be the worst idea in his mind. The two of them still believed that they were soulmates but when Ginny was scoffing down a lemon bar and all Harry could taste was rich chocolates he knew that they weren’t. Hermione just shrugged and went back to her conversation with Ron about Ginny. He never brought it up because he wasn’t sure what would happen if he did. When he could taste chocolate in his mouth without having food for days, he knew something was up but wasn’t too sure what it could’ve been. Living with the Dursley’s, anything remotely magical was shunned. “How am I meant to know? I didn’t even know what soulmates were ‘til 1st year!” Her tone was slightly patronising, as it always was when she thought Harry was being stupid. “It means, you’ve already met them,” she explained. “Why? What does it mean?” His head tilted in confusion. “Wait you can feel the heat of their food?” Hermione asked shocked. The minute he winced or flinched, even if it was something as simple as a stone in his shoe, the Dark Lord was back and they had to reunite and fight. “Oh no, my soulmate’s just drinking burning hot tea. “Are you alright Harry? Is your mark playing up?” Hermione asked the second Harry had flinched. The too-sweet tea burned down his throat that made him wince. Harry shuddered out of his thoughts of his friends when he felt a familiar scalding sensation down his throat. ![]() He drowned himself in the fat of bacon as they started bickering over Hermione’s mint, not noticing her plan would backfire if Ron took even a sip of pumpkin juice. Harry rolled his eyes at the pair, longing for his soulmate. He laughed as she decided to pull a mint from her pocket in retaliation, knowing it would wreck the rest of Ron’s breakfast. She grimaced when Ron chugged pumpkin juice straight after swallowing greasy bacon. Ron, in the same boat as Harry, kept nodding at his girlfriend as she droned on. He shovelled into his sausages he could, Hermione was talking about the importance of the potions assignment Snape had set, with NEWTs coming up she had started talking even more about lessons and education, as long as he could get a decent enough grade to get onto the Auror’s training program he really didn’t care for however many inches of some bullshit he’d write last minute. No matter how much he didn’t like her or the clique she belonged to, he would hate to continue eating meat knowing she’d be able to taste whatever he was. Harry thanked the lord that he could still taste bacon after Pansy’s announcement. No one here had a distinguished diet but Pansy Parkinson, who insisted on being vegan before the graduated. Harry could already taste the sausages and bacon before dishing them up, it was annoying knowing his soulmate was at Hogwarts knowing that everyone was eating the same food. ![]() The Golden Trio were sat in the Great Hall for breakfast. ![]()
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