𝐈𝐧 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐏𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫.

Chapter 42 - Scars

*SEVERUS POV*

Harry looks cute when he sleeps. Lots of couples probably say this but he really does. His glasses are gently tucked under his pillow and he's on his side, facing me. I smile.

I look at the time. 7:44am. Wow. I'd been awake all night. Moony and Padfoot are asleep, their chairs moved close to each other and Remus' head was leant on Sirius' shoulder.

I stare at Harry's scars. I know that I shouldn't but it's hard to not. I sigh.

Harry sits up and gasps. I'm taken by surprise when he starts to sob. I just sit next to him on the bed just holding him. He looks up at me.

That's when I notice I'm also crying. I cup his cheek softly and look at him. I kiss him.

When we pull away, he smiles.
"Now when someone tries to flirt with me, I can yell at the top of my lungs 'I'M MARRIED!!' and then they can back off. I love that." Harry laughs. I chuckle. "That's true. You could say that." I say quietly.

*HARRY POV*

"Feeling any better?" Sev asks. I nod slightly.

"I guess so. Not as sick."
"Harry, you do realise we will still have to discuss this eventually. It's important."
I look down. "But what if I don't want to?" I say softly.
"Nobody's forcing you to open up straight away. I really do understand, alright?" Sev kisses his forehead. "Your really special to me, to your godfathers, your friends, just everyone. We all love you."
"Special? More like special needs to be honest y'all."
"Harry." I say.
"Okay okay I'll talk about it. Eventually. I promise."

I smile and lean in to kiss him. Hopefully he hasn't seen my new scars. They're fresh. He probably has. This shirt isn't long sleeve. I just want to kill my self. So badly.

The nurses walk in. I smile innocently as if I wasn't just having suicidal thoughts.
"Hi Harry, you want something to eat?" I look at her.
"Uhm I don't really feel like I can eat still. Maybe uh- soon?" I say quietly staring through the window beside my bed. I could eat if I want to, but I can't. I just can't.

Severus gives me that knowing look and I stare. I sigh.
"Sorry, okay?" I know I shouldn't do this but it's hard. "I just wanna be free from this, you know?" I look at him. "And the things I'm doing.. They make me feel.. Free. I wish it didn't, but
it does." I look at my arms.

Severus hugs me tight. I hug him back. "I can't believe we met." Severus says quietly.
"We're soulmates. We were bound to eventually, haha."
"Yeah, yeah we were." I look at him as we pull away. He sits next to me.

"Advanced potions, hm?" I quickly shake my head. "I'd rather die!! Oh. Hi guys."
Sirius and Remus both raise one eyebrow. "That was out of context. Right. I'm an idiot."

*SEVERUS POV*

I grin. "No you just don't like advanced potions. I actually don't know why I read them. I need to ask myself questions like these, really."
"The only thing I need to question is my existence. Sev was I a planned birth?"
"Harry I'm pretty sure if you weren't alive we would all be dead. You were a planned birth. I remember the look on your mothers face. Proper look of delight." I say, cupping his cheek in my palm.

"Great. Biggest mistake but still great." Harry laughs. "Anyways are we all okay? Why am I being stared at?" He says. I raise one eyebrow.
"Maybe because your speaking?"
Remus says, laughing.

*SIRIUS POV*

Silence. "Can someone please break the silence? It's awkward now." Harry says. "No? Mkay then. Fair enough."
"Harry it's only awkward when you say it is." Moons says.
"Fuck off Moony." Harry says, grinning.