 Irish eyes || Nanny McPhee
Damien wasn't exactly sure what brought him back to the library. This particular place at Hogwarts brought nothing but bad memories back when he would rather forget them. One of the first times he came in here was to try and find a book. A book that might offer some sort of explanation as to why things seemed to be missing from his life. Crucial bits and pieces of information that normal people would be able to recall; and yet -- he couldn't.
Then there was the time he and Isobel sat here talking. Damien actually found himself drawn to her. He wanted to be around her -- he needed to be around her. And she was so willing and ready to listen to whatever secrets he was ready to spill. That unfortunately got messed up as well, and might very well be the last time he ever comes in physical contact with another girl.
How could he forget what he'd seen between her and the other boy -- the one with the baby face who looked no older than a first year, but apparently was the same age as Isobel.
It'd been weeks since their fight. When she told him he was her friend. Gave no other hints and anything else, it was just that. Friends. Best friends.
Final nail in his coffin.
"Ugh!" he huffed before flunking down into one of the chairs in the reading lounge.
Why did he come back in here?! |