Chapter 1
HARRYOur lips separated and I looked at her, my heart bumping hard in my chest. Livia looked around, fearing someone would actually discover the two of us together and the love that connected us.
"I know you're scared, but don't worry. We're safe here." I whispered to her.
I didn't even have to ask her what was wrong, I knew it. I could feel it. I couldn't believe it was possible to find someone that I could feel so close to. We became one person in two bodies.
Livia sighed and closed her eyes. I felt her body vibrate like she was containing sobs in her throat. She was the strongest person I knew, but at the same time, she was weak in a way you couldn't imagine.
"I know." she said really low, her eyes still closed.
I took her hand in mine and squeezed it before to put my fingers between hers. I looked at her tiny hand squeezing mine so much that it became a soft shade of red. If only it would be easier. If only we were two different persons.
And even though everything proved we were not meant to be, I couldn't help but think otherwise, because deep down my chest, in the middle of my heart, I knew she was the only girl who would ever make me feel this way.
"I love you, Livia. No matter who you supposedly are."
Livia smiled at me but I kept going.
"You are not them. You're you. And I love who you are. I love you."
Livia's arms wrapped around my neck, and I hugged her back, wishing it would always be this way. But unfortunately, it was not. It was one of those special moments we have to live plenty, without knowing when the next would come.
I looked at the clock in front of me and felt my heart beat quicker, knowing I had to break our moment to join the rest of the people in the great hall. We had been together for more than half an hour, but it seemed like only a minute had passed.
"It's time." I only said, locking my gaze with hers.
"I know. I felt it."
Livia broke our embrace and let her hand slide on my arm before to grab my singers tightly.
"I'll miss you."
I slowly kissed her lips and smiled in a sorry way.
"Me too."
We both got up and unlocked the door. I gave her a peck on the lips before to get out of the room. I knew she started to count two whole minutes before she'd join me in the great hall. Actually, she wouldn't really join me, since we always pretended we didn't know each other, but at least, I could look at her.
I didn't like the kind of relation we had. I wanted to let the world know what she meant to me, but I knew it was impossible. For both of us. I quickly sat down next to my best friend, Ron Weasley and smiled to him and Hermione who was sitting in front of me.
"Where were you?" she asked, getting closer to me, her hands on the table.
"At Hagrid's." I lied.
Hermione frowned and moved her head on the side.
"You could have invited us with you." she grumbled.
"I'm sorry."
I know she started talking again, but I didn't notice. I looked at Livia entering the great hall and walking with a neutral expression.
"Psh. That Slytherin." I heard Hermione say as my eyes followed my only love.
As predicted, Livia sat down at the Slytherin table.
"They're all the same." Hermione kept going.
I swallowed, wanting to answer her bitter remark, but contained myself. I focused on Livia, smiling to Draco Malfoy. Life really was unfair.
"She is a bitch." Ron grimaced next to me.
"Of course she is, she's a Malfoy." Hermione pointed as if it explained everything.
And just like every time I'd hear her last name, it hit me. I was in love with my enemy's sister.
