Chapter Twelve - Secrets

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Sobbing. That's all that filled the dark sky, twinkling with stars as Harry sat by the black lake. He had been sitting there for at least three hours now, his legs brought up to his chest, and his chin resting upon one of his kneecaps.

He understood perfectly why he and Draco were not allowed to be together. It put Harry in way too much danger. Harry only wished, though. His little boy-like dreams would never leave his head.

"Harry?" came a light voice only a few feet away.

Turning his head, Harry spotted no one other than Luna Lovegood standing just a few feet away from him, worry in her eyes.

"Luna.. Hi. Come sit." Harry said, pulling his head back to the lake.

Easily sitting down, Luna kept a gentle smile upon her face. "Are you alright?" She finally asked. Instead of speaking, Harry just shook his head.

"I'm terribly sorry. I hate to see a friend in need upset." She said. Harry simply sniffles, rubbing his eyes from his glasses. He was making a complete fool of himself, oh, he knew. But he decided to keep quiet about it. He and Luna had an almost unbreakable bond in friendship.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Luna asked.

Did he want to talk about it? No, not really. But maybe getting it off his chest was the best thing to do right now. Smiling lightly, Harry nodded, taking in a deep breath before turning his head to Luna.

"You can keep a secret, can you?"

"I wouldn't tell a living soul." Luna whispered back softly.

Grinning lightly, Harry sighed before speaking once more.

"Well.. I like someone. Very, very much. But.. We can't be together. Because h- I mean she is linked to the Dark Lord, but she doesn't - "

"Draco isn't a girl, Harry." Luna said lightly and calmly.

At that point, Harry's face turned a scarlet red. "Erh.. You know?"

"Of course I do. It's easy to see the way you look at him in class and such." She said afterwards. "But continue."

Harry nodded, continuing to speak once more. "He's.. A deatheater. And he knows if he continues to be with me, his father could have a very, very easy path towards getting to me."

"Sounds complicated." Luna said casually, tilting her head to the slightest. "Doesn't any one else know about this?" She questioned curiously.

"No. It's just you."

"Excellent. Don't tell another living soul." Luna said, "Until you know it's time, of course." She stated.

Harry only grinned, and nodded. "Agreed. I'm glad we had this talk, Luna. But we should be heading to bed now. You can't keep Neville waiting behind that bush for /too/ long after your walk, Luna."

I'm so sosososososososos sO happy I can finally update again. It's a very, very short chapter like the last one, but way too many things have been happening for me to pay attention to this. Just know that is still love all of you out there and I'm still thinking of all of you. 💓