Who: The Trio! When:Tuesday Night Where: Cardiff Bay What: Reunion. Rating: Low. Status: In Progress
We want it all, we wanna play this part I won't explain or say I'm sorry I'm unashamed, I'm gonna show my scar Give a cheer for all the
The last time he'd seen his best friends there were spells flying and terror surrounded them. Harry could see their faces perfectly in his memories. Being taken away by The Dark Lord had taken seconds, but it had felt like an eternity. Harry could see the panic and terror on their faces and the knowledge that they were about to be separated. None of them could've known how long it would be before they were back together again.
He was nervous. He'd been a boy when they saw each other last. They were all children fighting in a war too big for them. Now they were adults. Legally and mentally and emotionally adults. His parents had already been married with a child when they were his age. His parents hadn't made it to his age. They'd already been killed. How would Ron and Hermione look now? How would they sound and how would they react to him? But more than anything... did they miss him as much as he'd missed them?
Harry paced around for a bit, his wool coat pulled tightly against the winter chill and his hands stuffed in his pockets. His wand was in his hand, but Harry didn't want to draw it. He was scared of hurting them. What if the sight of his best friends triggered something dark within him? What if he hurt them? He'd warned Hermione and Harry could only hope she was still smart enough to be wary of what he could do.
But more than anything. More than the fear and nervousness and worry currently flooding his body and mind, Harry felt joy. The two people he loved most in the world were about to be in his life again. Life would be whole once more.