Yes Tom | By : Sevy14 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 1706 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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The next day I awoke early. Looking out my window I saw that it had snowed heavily and rushed downstairs rushing out the door. I run outside, my eyes wide and stung by the cold air. The freeze upon my face haunts my skin and I run franticly down the block, and into the woods. I run to the spot where I had left my friends. Thankful I had marked the tree where I had left them I start to dig. My hands becoming red from the cold, I dig through the foot of snow until I felt the pile of leaves that I covered them with. Finally unearthing their cover I see them laying there, freezing, coiled up together under the leaves. I tell them it's ok, that everything is going to be fine as I pick them up in my small hands. As gently as I can I put them in my shirt and I run as fast as I can home. I don't know what to do so I set them down on the rug in front of the fire. The house is still quiet, nobody is up yet. I realize that I don't know what to do, how to save them. I feel tears creep up out of my eyes and I rub my hand under my nose, wiping the snot. Looking down at them I feel helpless so I stand up and run upstairs. My cold feet slippery and wet upon the wooden surface, I come to stop in front of my mother's door. Feeling the panic rise up I open the doorknob and look in. I enter first walking towards my mother but then I stop and think back to what he said yesterday and I turn, walking to the other side of the bed, he's laying there. I start to reach out for him, my heart beating in my ears.
"What is it?"
Startled I stop my actions. "I-My…" All of a sudden I'm overwhelmed and I can feel tears falling and I turn grabbing his arm and pulling. Turning I run out of the room. I don't stop until I'm back next to my friends. I hope they're okay. I lay down next to them, trying to speak to them but I can't, my mouth is chattering, I'm frozen. I hear footsteps come up behind me.
"What is the problem?"
I can only shiver and look at my friends. He sees them and bends down. Making a grunting noise he pulls out his wand and starts to mutter to himself under his breath. A purplish light glows from his wand, covering my friends until they too are glowing purple. I can only lay there and watch my friends as they turn purple. After a couple of minutes he turns to look at me.
"They'll be fine now."
He says but the only response he gets I the chattering of my teeth.
"You went outside without shoes you're surely going to get sick now."
He says and I just look at him. Sighing, he stands and turns to walk away, but then he stops and walks back, kneeling down I feel him put his arms underneath me and then lift me up. As he holds me I can feel the warmth of his chest upon my cold skin and it dawned on me this was the first time he'd ever held me. After he gets me upstairs he takes off my cold shirt and my bottoms too and then changes me. Setting me down in my bed, and looks at me, as socks and a sweatshirt find their way onto my body.
"Now, what are we to tell your mother?"
His voice is almost comical and I can only look at him, it seems that my brain is frozen, just like my body. He stands as though he's going to leave me there but then turns and picks me up again, carrying me into mums room he sets me down in the middle of the bed and stands there looking at me.
"I suppose we'll just have to tell her you had a nightmare or something. Although I'm sure you never had one of those."
He turns and leaves, I just lay there, my brain frozen and stiff. Five minutes later I don't feel any warmer and mum hasn't moved either. He comes back into the room carrying my pillow and something else. Setting it down on the nightstand he puts my pillow underneath my head, elevating it and then grabs the hot water bottle and rests it on my head. I'm aware of the warmth as it sits there, but still my brain doesn't activate so I only stare at him. I think to myself, is this how a father acts? Is this how a father shows love? Does he love me?
"Now try and rest, I'm sure your body will need to regain its strength."
I just blink at him.
"Your friends are going to be fine now sleep."
He says as he crawls into bed next to me. I realize as I can hear the soft breathing of mum to my right and the even breathing of him to my left that this is the first time I've ever snuggled, if that's the word, with both of my-my-my parents. I can feel my body drooping, the feeling matching my eyelids and the last thought I have was my wonder if this changes anything between him. Between my father and I.
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