CHAPTER TWELVE: NOTHING CAN BE DONE

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'Harry, lets go'  I pulled him out the room, his hand in mine

'What are we going to do?' he asked me, I had no clue how to answer this question and I pulled him in silence back to my house, our footsteps echoing in the empty streets, the noise bouncing off the walls of unoccupied buildings. My heart beating in my ears, how were we going to make it through this? Would we make it through this?

As I produced my key from my pocket and opened the door, Harry began to cry again, I got him inside and shut the door, the house was even colder than earlier, I climbed up the stairs after Harry, he suddenly stopped at the top of the stairs and waited for me to climb to the top, he hugged me,

'Can we go to bed?' He asked, I could tell he was tired and was struggling to maintain his composure, I nodded as he headed into my room and slowly and gently climbed into my bed, I followed suit and rested my head on his chest,

'Harry, we can do this' I said trying not to cry, I needed to visit my Mum, but I couldn't be selfish at this time,

'I need to ask you one thing' he asked, not giving me time to answer, 'everything in life was going so well, and your the main reason behind that, promise me one thing, you will never leave me, It doesn't matter about what happens now, just promise me you will stay with me in this tough world.'

'I promise'

"Promise you will stay by my side itn the darkest of times"

'I Promise'

'Promise me, that nothing will come between you and I'

'Not even the gods above'

I kept that promise for the rest of my life, for infinity, till the day I died, always.

A/N
That's the end, I know I left it a bit short but I feared that if I carried on it would get boring, I read it back to myself the other day and honestly I'm actually proud of it...
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M.


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