Cold Hearted

Childhood Fears

I was finally able to look around my old room... it felt so nice being back here, it really did. Everything is just as I left it besides my bedsheets which have been nicely freshened up. My bags were in the corner of my room too, but there's no way I'm unpacking right now.

I slowly walked over to my familiar nightstand and scooped Bruni up onto my hand to put him there before taking off my gloves, hat, and shoes. I then quickly went over to my familiar closet and picked out a nice fresh lavender nightgown, quickly I changed out of my formal clothes altogether and into the flowy and free gown.

I then went into my attached bathroom with my toiletries and freshened myself up for bed, brushed my teeth, washed my face, moisturized, that sort of thing. I then happily trotted and literally threw myself into my familiar bed... this is what home feels like.

Bruni hopped from my nightstand as I crawled under my cold sheets and found one of my spare pillows to sleep on. I felt myself get really tired at soon as my head hit my pillow and yawned before snuggling up into my blankets. Soon my eyes naturally fluttered shut and I simply fell asleep.

I was gently nudged awake as a heard the pounding of the wind against the castle walls and windows, but I was used to that. Sometimes it gets really windy at night here and it can make a lot of loud sounds outside, but someone I know is not used to the loud sounds of crashing wind and light snow outside. The room was dark, but not pitch black. The big window in my room allowed the moonlight to pour into my room on this stormy night. I turned over towards the nudging feeling and immediately saw a very freaked-out Harry. I looked at him in great concern as I saw his bloodshot eyes and how he was holding his arms to hug himself for support. I slowly sat up as I noticed he was trembling a little bit,

"Harry? What's wrong?"

I said as I rubbed my tired eyes, it feels like it's one in the morning or something and I'm half awake here, he jumped suddenly when a loud thud hit my window,

"I-It's too l-loud"

He whimpered before suddenly ducking behind my bed as a rouge branch hit the window and made him yelp, I immediately felt bad as I know loud noises really scare him. Poor guy... I can only imagine why loud noises scare him so badly,

"Aww I'm sorry, uhm... wanna come up here?"

I spoke as nicely as I could, I could barely stay awake... I was barely half-awake anyway. He quickly nodded so I scooted over to the side and opened up the blanket. He very frantically crawled from the floor and up into the bed beside me and took the blanket from me to hide underneath it as the noise didn't stop. He whimpered and scooted as close to me as possible, curled up into a ball, and flinched at every loud noise. I sighed and looked at where he was hiding, not even his face could be seen from underneath the blanket.

I wondered what to do, I was tired but knew I had to help him before I could go back to sleep. I mean... I used to be scared of thunder and lightning when I was younger, this is a similar thing just with loud noises right? Well, maybe if I do what my mom, dad, and aunt used to do I could calm him down that way! I gently tapped the top of his head through the blanket and slowly he brought the blanket down just enough to where I could see one of his eyes, I gave him a little smile as he spoke,

"Please d-don't tell anyone a-about this.... they'd n-never take meh seriously e-ever again"

I giggled some and shook my head as I took the blanket and slowly moved it further down so I could see his whole face,

"Because I'm totally the type to expose your fears to everyone right?"

I said as a little joke which successfully got him to laugh a little bit. I gently brought my arm around him which made him willingly peek out of his little blanket hiding spot to look at my arm. I took a long sigh and looked out the window,