My slytherin prince~ Drarry

Grey is the most beautiful

Harry's POV
Steam fogs up my glasses as I lean too far over the cup of tea Molly has just put in front of me. My head in my hands, I stare down into the milky brown and only see him.

"I can't do this any more" I say, I don't expect anyone to hear me but a hush falls over the room that had been previously filled with the noise of our next plan of attack.

I feel everyone's eyes on me. The guilt that had been sitting in my stomach for days increases and passes over my entire body.

I look up for a second and catch a glimpse of Luna pale hair and again only see him. I see the terror in his face and hear the pain in his voice and my lungs tighten and my heart races and I know I can't put him in danger ever again. I won't, I'll keep my promise this time. I owe him that much.

"I'm sorry" I meet Kingsley eyes before anyone else's "I know I'm letting you down but-"

"No Harry, we all understand. We would have understood if you'd said no from the start" Hermione says. Her voice is stronger that I've felt in a long time, she rests her hands on either side of my face "do whatever you have to Harry"