Chapter: Feelings

I wait and wait and Dumbeldore just won't come, hopefully nothing will have happened to him? Don't hope that Hermione had a melancholy again and attacked him too. As she is at the moment, she could easily attack a teacher like Snape or Dumbeldore.

No, even Hermione wouldn't go that far, or would she? Harry, pull yourself together and don't make up such trash. Hermione is crazy, but not like that and besides, she would then be thrown out of school. Hey, I notice that my heart hasn't hurt at all today and that's really good, if only because I don't have these cramps and dizziness attacks. I let myself fall on my bed and savor this moment while it lasts. It won't be long before Hermione strikes again and injures me.

Just as I am about to sleep, there is a knock on the door and my aunt comes in. She asks me to come downstairs as Professor Snape is there with news for me. Annoyed, I follow her into the living room, where Snape is already waiting impatiently for me.

"There you are at last Potter, however Miss Granger we paced for now and here I have another letter for you," he snorts.

I thank him politely and prefer not to ask how they could calm Hermione down, I give him the letter with the confused lines and leave. Once at the top I literally tear open the letter and start reading.

Dear harry,

The conditions are getting worse and worse, Hermione now knows where you are and tries to get in contact with you. Unfortunately, Dumbeldore could not stop this in time and deeply regrets it. I feel better again and so I was allowed to leave the hospital wing again.

Oh yeah, best regards from Poppy, Ron and Ginny. Everyone's worried about you now, including Draco. He's trying to find out something about his father, what could be wrong with Mine. Maybe you already know who is behind it.

But now enough of the information I am amazed at your last sentence, where you wrote that you stand by me and think of me. I don't quite understand, will you explain it to me?

Lots of love and a big kiss,

Pansy

I'll sit down at my desk immediately and answer Pansy's letter, even if I'll be back at Hogwarts next week.

Dear Pansy,

Sorry, I didn't mean to embarrass you with my last sentence. You know, you have become a very dear and loyal friend to me, please don't get me wrong, I still love Hermione, even if that sounds strange to you, it is so. I'm glad you're all right again and I think it's really great from Malfoy that he wants to listen to his father. Really a nice move from him and to be honest, I would have least expected Draco to want to help.I'm already counting the days and I'm finally looking forward to taking you into my arms and thanking you personally for everything you've done.

Thick kiss,

Harry

I reread the letter and hand it to Hedwig. Yes, Hedwig will deliver the letter, since Mine knows where I am anyway, so it doesn't matter anymore. Hedwig is also a little angry because she can't get out or take letters away, but now she can and must again, this letter can't wait until next week.

After Hedwig flew away, I go downstairs to have lunch, my stomach growls terribly and it sounds like a bear hunting for its prey. I come into the kitchen, where my aunt is already serving the food and giving me a plate full to the brim with meat and potatoes. I take my plate and sit down with my uncle and Dudley, they both look somehow depressed, but I don't dare to ask. I don't even need to ask, because my uncle hits the table right away and tells me that I should think twice about whether I want to go back to the lion's den again. Logically I want to just sit around and do nothing that has never been my style and I no longer want to. My aunt and my uncle have had to endure me for too long, I don't want to burden them unnecessarily and I don't want to use them to hide from Hermione.

I nod silently and look my uncle in the eye, they look sad and sad, like those of an old cat that is about to go blind. Dudley doesn't look happy either, and rightly so, since we get along so well and I'll be leaving in a week. He must be gloomy, who should he talk to about girls? Well he has enough friends, there is sure to be someone who listens to him and he can also write to me.

But I'm more worried about my aunt, she has become something of a good friend to me and I have become something of a second son to her. She really has to nibble at letting me go again now. I hate to say it, I'll really miss the three of them until summer and rightly so, when they cared for and looked after me so much. It felt a bit like I had parents again and that makes me incredibly proud.

Right now I feel like a little boy who has to go to kindergarten for the first time and will be separated from his parents for hours. I put my plate in the dishwasher and help my aunt to spend a little more time with her and to feel her closeness. Yes, there is a pleasant feeling of warmth that surrounds me near you and I want to enjoy that for as long as possible.