a little riddle

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Olivia's pov

I woke up early, wanting to forget every moment from yesterday, I felt broken, and there was no way to fix me anymore, I was to far gone at this point to even try

I looked down to see a familiar darkish brown hair on my chest, he was sleeping peacefully, wrapping his big arms around me like I was a teddy bear

His hair is messy in front of his face, landing perfectly on his forehead, and his lips slightly parted in motion

With his arms around my body and my leg over his leg, he breathes softly in my chest, which I found quite adorable

My head was pounding, I felt tired and overwhelmed, probably from too many pills I took yesterday

I felt the warmth of his hand behind my back, drawing small circles in his sleep, felt butterflies in my stomach, maybe I was still sensitive since yesterday and this is going to be one of the signs of hungover for today

My heart was going wild in my chest, hoping he wouldn't notice, I was breathless remembering stuff from yesterday

What was I thinking in the first place, why would I just give up so easily, it was so not very of me,

I felt terrible, I don't know how to love someone, yet those words still escaped my mouth. I think I love him, but there's still a part of me not wanting to admit it, I know he will ruin it and leave me all over again

I pushed his hair back slightly, running my nails down through his hair, trying to not wake him up

It felt cozy, warm, wanting to stay forever in his embrace. Giving a moment to open my eyes completely, allowing my visions from last night fade away I yawn slightly as he sighs, stretching his arms above his head

He moves away from me a little, grabbing a random pillow from the other side of the bed, and cuddling up with it, leaving me just to stare at his back

"replaced me with a pillow?" I hover over his shoulder into his right side of his neck whispering, instead, he groans and grabs me by my hand, pulling me to the other side of the bed, landing on top of a pillow as he wraps his arms around me again

"Are we going to talk about-" he said with his morning voice yet I cut him off as quickly as I could, "not yet" I try to smile not knowing what else to say, he just mouths okay, pulling covers

"Eventually though," I say, sitting up on my bed, and putting pillows behind my back, knowing he is probably half asleep again

"Daphne is dead," I told him, waiting for a response, "I heard," he said rubbing his eyes and taking a deep breath while sitting up

"couldn't let you sleep wet last night," he tells me looking at his shirt I was wearing, "you saw me naked?" I chuckle, kinda being embarrassed

"so? nothing I haven't seen before" he lets out a small grin, as I feel my whole body heat up, "shut up," I say, trying to get up

My thoughts in class

Never noticed Henry before, he is an interesting person, whole Dukes family are Slytherins yet he's a Gryffindor, I wonder how family gatherings are awkward

I felt bad, he has no choice, neither did I. Both of us are just kids, trying to enjoy it before choosing sides, don't get me started on war