Chapter 16
The next day, Harry and Viktor met at the halls of the Great Hall. People were staring at the two, but Harry didn't notice or just chose to ignore it. People really should get a life. Harry sighed as he smiled up at Viktor who was glaring at some 3rd year Hufflepuffs, sneering at Harry but quickly ceased having noticed of the Bulgarians glare, if looks could kill, it'll be just that. "Seriously. Stop It" Harry deadpanned. "No." Harry just shook his head as he lead the Bulgarians seeker inside the Hall. It wasn't packed, the teachers gave the students a day off, so it got Harry a day of peace, as much peace as he can get anyway.
"Hey mate." Ron greeted him as if nothing had happened the previous night, well too can play at that game Ronald. followed by Hermione who didn't look up from her book. Honestly. Harry just smiled (fakely by the way) at the two as Viktor took a seat next to him. "Hey, what'd I miss?" Hermione then slammed her book down, startling the other Gryffindor occupants. "Where were you?!" Hermione half hissed half yelled. "Huh? Oh- oh.. right last night." Harry scratched the back of his head, shifting his gaze down the table. He slept over his father's Quarters last night, he hadn't really thought of what the others thought of him if all he got in turn wer eglares and his name spat like a venom. "I was... Er... Room Of Requirement, and what happened last night was... anyway."
Ron rolled his eyes as he placed his chicken down his plate before turning his full body on Harry's direction who was seating Infront of Hermione and her next to him. "Mate. I know you more than yourself. We've been through hell and back, I know my emotional intelligence may be wide as a teaspoon but I'm not that dumb, or naive. Your my best mate, seriously, you think lowly of me I'm offended." Harry snorted as he watched his friend place his hand over his chest in an offended manner, he would've believed it if he didn't know what his family's plans were for him "Oh! Right- so like when we got back to dorm and you weren't there, they threw a party. They didn't even care that you weren't there..." Ron then mumbled curse under his breath, Hermione having none of it then slammed her book, for which aka was thick, a tomb like size. It surprised Harry how much they're going through lengths just to make him believe of their genuine concerns of him, it was laughable
"Ow! What was the for?!" Ron hissed as he rubbed the back of his head that for sure will have a mark later. "Honestly." Hermione said as she turned to face Harry with her huge tomb Infront of her, Harry not wanting to get involved on her ire moved closer to Viktor, who noticed this just let him, snaking a hand across is waist, pulling him against his. Viktor noticed all of Harry's concerns as the observant of the group. He never really liked Ron or Hermione, ofcourse he may not know them for much but by what Harry had told him is enough for him. He always trusted Harry with his judgment with his huge heart and all.
Being with Ron and Hermione was weird, with him now just noticing their actions towards him made much sense. It erked him still. Viktor then leaned against Harry's ear and whispered "Vant to skip classes this morning and go flying?" Harry nodded eagerly at Viktor, shooting him a greateful smile before piling up his food. "What did you say?" Hermione asked Viktor, she had her eyes narrowed, brow creased as she eyed the two suspiciously, honestly she had no say in what he does with his life, her intentions how good it may be comes with a price. The Bulgarian seeker then held out his hands towards Harry whom all too happily accepted before they both went out of The Great Hall.
Vikror smiled as he felt the cold breeze brushing againts face but more on the smile on The young ravens smile as he hovers mid-air beside him, it was blinding really. The two played a friendly seekers game, gaining themselves a few audiences in the process but neither paid it no mind and just enjoyed themselves.
At lunch, Viktor and Harry then found themselves spending time over the room of hidden things, Viktor sitting by the high wing back chair, while Harry sprawled over the soft rugged floor with his sketchbook, sketching over what came to mind, his thoughts kept wandering back at his meeting at Gringgots. both enjoying the warmth of the blazing hearth.
"You know." Viktor started as he stared at Harry's form, sprawled over the rug. "I have questions." Harry then looked up, meeting Viktors eye. "That necklace.." Viktor jerked his head towards the peeking lace of the necklace. "I've never seen one like that before. It's beautiful." Harry's gaze dropped towards the necklace he was wearing who was currently hidden from view underneath hsi shirt. "Oh." Harry thought about telling Viktor, telling him the truth, but he was still hesitant, Viktor can be trusted, yes but not fully. He still does not know his intentions or motives are nor does he know that there might be any other circumstances that he might betray Harry, he couldn't have that. Yes Viktor have stayed with Harry over the current events that had happened, but it was all too fast, too soon.
"You don't have to tell me, I vas just curious." Viktor said kindly, it made Harry feel guilty all of the sudden but he made his mind up. He can't tell Viktor, not yet Atleast. Soon, well, maybe a little hint. "Goblins." Viktor raised a brow at that. Goblins? Never in a million years would he have thought a Goblin would gift something so beautiful like that to a Wizard. Viktor smiled and shook his head while muttering "only you Potter, only you." It made Harry smile a bit, grateful that he was not pushed further, Hermione would, oh she definitely would, she always would want to know everything despite knowing that it was not her place to know nor does he want to share.
"Anything else?" Viktor paused at that, then continued. "About the... The sketchbook." Ah. That, Harry's been anticipating this, maybe he could tell Viktor this, he has shown that he cares, maybe a bit too much but still, he does. "Right. The drawings." Harry sighed as he sat up, legs crossed as he brought the sketchbook over his lap, looking over the hearth, making him look beautiful, Viktor thought, the way Harry's hair turned a hazel under the light of the fire place, the way his eyes shown brightly, that soft smile plastered on his face. Beautiful, it made Viktors heart soar.
"My family.....er, sort of." The older male cocked his head to the side. "Sort of?" Harry nodded. "A story for Another time then." Harry smiled at that, "yes. Anyway, they don't like me much. They-" Harry took a breath, then decided, he opened the sketchbook and then passed it on to Viktor who gently held it. And took a peak over at the drawing. There, that same drawing that he saw, a little boy, that very same boy who now sat Infront of Viktor. "I get it that you already seen it." Viktor nodded, blushing a bit. "No need to feel sorry, I'd do the same if I were in your place." Harry chuckled as Viktor handed over the sketchbook, he took it back before clearing his throat and spoke again.
"I was a freak to them, a mere peasant in their eyes. I was kept, slept, inside a cupboard under the stairs, they would hit me every chance they got, they would verbally insult me, call me names, call me worthless. Every name you could think of, they told me. 'nobody would want a freak like you!", my sort of aunt's favourite phrase to say. Sort-of uncle Vernon would grab me by the hand and drag me like a rag doll and shove me inside my bedroom, Dudley would chance he got, they called it Harry hunting, they he would beat me, he and his gang that is. To them I was just a waste of sp-" Harry didn't get to finish his sentence.
When a pair strong arms hoisted him up from his place over the floor and deposited over the other males lap in a tight embrace. "I'm sorry." The older male kept murmuring over Harry's ear, Viktors mouth just beside his ear making shiver run down his spine. 'im sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.' never in his life had he ever heard someone say that to him before. "Hey," he then gently placed his hand over the older males chest, pushing him a bit to meet the older males gaze. "It isn't your fault." Viktor nodded and sighed. "I know..." Harry smiled warmly at that. "Thankyou though, no one has ever.... You know. It's different', good different." A little smile crept over Viktors mouth as he placed a small, gentle kiss over Harry's cheek, beside his lips, a little more tot he side and he would finally be able to kiss the younger males on the lips.
But he won't.
He knows Harry is not ready. He will not force himself on the younger male, plus he does not even know if he shares the same attraction as he does, sure there were signs but he needs to be a hundred percent sure. So he will wait, no matter how long, he will wait. For this man right here, in his arms, he shall protect him against the people who wants to cause him harm, dark lord or not. He shall unleash all hell towards all.
NOTES: hiii!!! It's been a while since I've posted, I've been caught up with another fic I've been writing recently, forgive me TvT, but I hope you enjoy this one. 4k?! Woohoooo!!! Thankyou sooooo much, I feel like crying, thankyou than you! But really, I thankyou for giving my fic a chance, I also saw the TikTok video about my fic so I thank this person whoever this may be:)! And also please also check my other fics, "The lamb and the Serpent" it's a Tomarry fic + A special friendship movie.
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