The Golden Boy

27

Harry's POV

I wonder if I can just sneakily stay here. Maybe I should have hatched a plan with Blaise. He did have some good ideas. Now it's too late. Everyones been saying goodbyes to each other for days now. We're only going to be gone for a few days. There's no need to be crying.

I won't lie though. I'm jealous of them. I want what they have. I had what they had. Now all I have is Blaise. Which I'm not mad about in the slightest. He's been avoiding everyone more than usual. He said they've been trying to talk to him. But he doesn't care.

The reason being me. He said that if they want to be on his good side they have to be on mine too. Which was super nice of him. After that we just stuck by each other's side. Draco, he was. He tried getting both our attention. Blaise said to ignore him. So I did.

And I'm glad I did. It got me thinking about friendship. I thought I was friends with all these people but it was just a lie. At the slightest inconvenience everyone avoids me. Acts like I'm the freakin plague. Like how could you do this to me. How could you be like everyone else and avoid me Draco?!

And like always Blaise was there for me during my breakdown. When he saw me crying he almost went and fought him. It's crazy. We've finally come full circle. I wish nothing had changed. Well I feel better than I did before.

Now that I think about it. How am I going to survive in that house? I've been gone so long I think I forgot. Maybe.. No Vernon made it clear in that letter that nothing has changed. Maybe this is good then. Maybe I need this. I deserve this.

I looked around me. A few stares lingered on me. I shiver went down my spine. Maybe after break everything will go back to normal. I look at Sam. Rage. Is all I feel. Aren't the Hufflepuffs supposed to be big on loyalty. Same with the slytherins. If they are. What in the world do we call this? Cause it sure ain't loyalty.

Another shiver went down my spine. That can't be good.

"I can feel your worry from across the station." Oh it's just Blaise.

"Is it that bad." My head fell in shame. He laughs.

"Calm down and breathe dude. It can't be that bad." A dry laugh slips through my throat.

"If only that were true my dear friend." He gave me a look. The look that said he knows. What he knows I don't know. But I'm worried.

"We know it's bad over there. To what extent we don't know. But promise us you'll be strong. Don't let whatever they do to you make you sad." He always knows what to say. And how to make me cry. In the best way possible.

"I'm very thankful for you. I'm grateful that we've gotten so close. Thanks for being here Blaise Zabini." He smiles and hugs me.

"We'll be back to having sleepovers in no time Harry. Until then please survive." We laugh. Though I knew he wasn't playing. He's right though. We'll be back in a few days.

"Blaise I-" I stopped mid sentence. I'm pretty sure I heard-. Shoot it's him! He sounds mad. No he's more than mad. I'm so dead if he sees me right now!

"Harry, are you okay?" I felt a hand on my shoulder and I almost jumped sky high.

"Harry?" Blaise? I need to go!

"I- i need to g-go. I -i'm sorry Blaise." I cannot let Vernon see Blaise! I turn to run but Blaise grabs my wrist.

""Harry! What's wrong? What's got you so-" He trails off. Shoot, can he hear him too?

"I really should be going Blaise." He lets go of my arm.

"We wish you could stay with us." I hug him tightly.