Heartbeat

chapter 41

"Why don't you take a seat. I will bring you a cup of coffee" Harry said quickly and dashed of the room before I could stop him. Now he wants to be the perfect host. I snorted at that thought.

Since he left the room, I took the liberty to explore the room. Round and round I went and found nothing​. It was bare, empty apart from the sofas and bornfire nothing was held in the room. This is some weird house. Or may be Harry made it more weird in years.. it's screaming help. It's dying. It needs life! Some colour, something warm.

Why do I care, I bumped on the white big arse sofa and spread my legs on it. It was plump and comfy. Atleast it looked what it really is. Beautiful! Man I'm tired. When will this rain stop. I want to go home.

Bryan is going to kill me, and Sara. Oh god.! If they both survives the night. A low key chuckled escaped when I thought about there fascinating evening together. Well, how ever amazing it may be. It can't beat the drama of my night. I totally steal the show.

My happy mood turned bitter when I thought about the events of the night. He really did suffer a lot. Harry. The more I thought about his turmoil the more my heart clenched, my head felt heavy and my eyes flutter, a number pain being to settle behind my eyes begging to be closed. It will stop raining soon, I kept repeating.

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I pulled my legs up and snuggled, pulling the soft material firmly around, it smelled fresh and nice. But it wasn't familiar. Moving my head I adjusted my pillow. Soft and fresh. Again not familiar. Turning on the other side, the bed shifted beneath my weight. I took a deep sigh.

My eyes opened in one quick flash. I was not in my bed or in my room. I slept over, memories of last night greeted me again and I srunched my face. The stupid rain! I look at the comforter and pillow, he must have covered me in, wiggling my toes, I gasped. He took my sandles off too. Picking inside the covers I saw my naked feet. That was sweet of him,but totally unnecessary. I heard footsteps approaching, feeling panicked I closed my eyes and turned my back to the door. They stopped near the sofa and I heard again the hill of his shoes retreating back.

"Kreacher, Miss Weasley is still asleep in lounge area. Let her sleep sound. Make her some breakfast, make sure she eats before she leaves" Harry said.

I hold my breath, yes. He is leaving, I will continue to act asleep till he leaves. Then I will rush and avoide him for good few days. (Nice plan)

"Yes, master. Kreacher attends the unworthy guest" kreacher galled distastefully.

"I shall hear no complaints, you will behave properly, when I leave." Harry commanded his elf.

I heard him muttering under his breath and I remembered the awful elf of his. He creeps the hell out of me and I can not stand in his presence alone. Time to shine.

"Morning!" I said quickly throwing the blanket away and standing on my feet. There were not in this room. I felt like an Moron. Looking for my abandoned sandles they were kept near the sofa, I put them back on took my bag and ran out to collide with Harry's back.

He was pushed slightly ahead and he turned swiftly to balance me.

"You are awake." Harry said, keeping me from falling, once I saw steady again he let go of me.

I took in his appearance, big mistake. Shouldn't have. He looked a new Harry nothing like last night, where he looked shabby and uncleaned dressed in black.

Now, his hair were gelled and styled back, he wore a crisp white shirt with black trousers, paired with black neat polised shoes. They shinned like mirror. Clean shaved. His eyes looked bright, not baggy. I sucked a deep breath and where was I?