Heartbeat

Chapter 40

I was blinded with rage as I walked inside the room which was dimly lit, and threw my bag on the floor, it fell with a soft thud, voicing my presence. Harry was taking a file outside of another cabinet and he sighed throwing his head back closing his eyes, his hand placed behind his neck and another was holding the file.

"Ginny, just leave before I regret doing anything else" he slowly said pinching his bridge of nose. Exhaustion dripping from his head to toe.

"I want to know. What did I do to earn the special treatment like that" I snarled at him.

"You begged for it." He crossed his arms.

"Oh yeah! I did. By trying to help you there." I laughed.

"I didn't asked for your help, you came bragging in. I did not summoned you here" He replied hotly

Taking a deep breath I crossed my hands too"I came here, to see my friend. To look after him...."

"Wait! What did you say? Friend? Oh! You must be joking" He sarcastically laughed changing his tone. And opened his damn file.

I furrowed my eyebrows at him, seeing my expression change he looked serious "You honestly consider us as friends? What delusional world you live in?" He mocked drly.

"Yes. We are" I refuse to give in his insults.

"Don't mock friendship by entitling yourself with it." He spat his ugly words at me.

"No matter what you say. I am your friend." I said fiercely

"My friends are abroad. You are nothing more but acquaintance to me" his eyes spoke truth what he felt inside. He always had very expressive eyes. I gulped finding myself speechless. How can I compete with his honest feelings.

"So, stop with your fake friendship agenda. And off you go" He snapped closed his file, the voice felt like a slap on my cheek.

I should leave, when he had made it hundred percent clear to me. He don't want me, nor need my help or company. But I couldn't make myself leave. I was rooted to the ground. Unable to follow my mind orders as my heart started taking its place.

"You know what Harry, you are a hypocrite. There has been times we were friends. Who respected eachother, looked out for one another. You may refuse to consider me as your friend. May be because you never considered me as your friend. But I did.! And that's why I am here." I pointed my fingers accusingly at him. Saying everything in one tinny breath. A loud thunder boomed outside the safety of the house, indicating a heavy rain, a up roaring storm matching the weather inside.

"Where was this friend, you claim to be. When I genuinely need her? When I truly called for her? When I really asked her support. Her care. Her time." Harry shouted. His voice blending with thunders.

His questions threw me off guard I shook my head unable to understand him, reading my expression he spoke forward "Do you even know, what happened with me in these past couple of years when you fled to Paris"

I lowered my gaze, I don't know. I know nothing about you Harry. I silently answered his questions in my mind. He laughed loudly throwing back his head. "I suspected that, it's not news to me. When I never received pity expression from you, when you never showed me sympathy. I knew you were ignorant about my past events"

Oh! For the love of God. What really happened to him, that everybody secretly talks about but never speaks it out clearly. What tragedy took place Potter? What happened to you. I screamed inside of mind. All these questions. I need answers.

"You really wanna know, now?" Harry raised his eyebrow in disgust. I blinked. I don't kept it all in head this time I actually said that aloud. Embarrassed I tug a lose strand of my hair at the back, but I do want to know, so I held my chin up and said "Yes! Yes I want to know. From no one else but from you"