Northern Crown [t.r]

Chapter Four

  After the meeting, Delilah only had mere moments to talk to Tom and she wasn't keen to waste any time. As many members discussed what had been presented to them, she rushed over towards him and restrained herself from reaching out to hold his hand.

Instead she glanced down at his wrists, "how are you coping with that?" He sighed through his nose before looking down at her, "how do you think? I feel like a squib." His eyes turned away again and she followed his gaze, landing on Harry who seemed adamant on ignoring both of them.

"He won't speak to me," she muttered.

Tom hummed, his hand twitching in the reflex of wanting to grab hold of her but he kept his fist clenched at his side. "You should go and talk with him."

Turning back to him her lips quirked, "it's not that easy."

"It was with me. You're stubborn, it was hard to avoid you."

"Hilarious."

His eyes glimmered for a moment before gesturing back towards Harry with his head, "go on."

Delilah didn't have time to oppose as Kingsley made his way over with Bill and they led Tom out of the room, undoubtedly to bound him again and ask him more questions. She watched him till his form disappeared around the corner before turning to find Harry.

Her shoulders slumped when she realized he'd left the room.

Ginny was suddenly at her side, making the girl flinch and the red head rested a hand on her arm. "He went up to his room, I calmed him down for the time being so I recommend you talk to him now." Her voice was stiff and she wasn't meeting her eyes.

Delilah's heart dropped, she hadn't even thought of how Ginny was taking this. Seeing Tom again. It didn't occur to mind that he was the one who possessed her back in her second year. Noted Delilah hadn't known at the time, she didn't find out till this past year. Still, she should've remembered. It was selfish of her.

"Ginny-"

"Go talk to Harry, I'm fine." With a tight smile, she left her standing there.

  Licking her dried lips, she took a breath before knocking on his door. There was no answer and she closed her eyes, resting her palm against the wood. "Harry... Harry it's me. Please open the door."

Nearly two minutes of silence.

"Harry-"

The door swung open and her eyes blinked in surprise before guilt overtook her features. He was angry at her, that was certain due to the rage in his green eyes. But he was containing it, keeping his face as neutral as he could. Though his jaw clenched.

"Can I talk to you? Please?"

He stared at her for a moment before his gaze shifted to the ground, he nodded once and stepped aside.

Slowly she entered, wrapping her arms around herself as her eyes flickered around the room. She smiled a bit at the sight of Ginny's things, one of her Weasley jumpers hung on the back of a chair.

The door clicked shut behind her and she turned, Harry was leaning against the door with arms crossed.

"What is it?"

Delilah opened and closed her mouth several times. She knew apologizing seemed pointless, but she did it anyway.

"I'm sorry."

She could tell he wanted to roll his eyes.

"Harry, I am sorry. I don't know how to fully encompass everything, but I am. And if it could be any other way, of him not being here, of it not having to have come to this, I'd wish for it in a heartbeat."