Chapter 13: I Think He Loves Me. Do I Love Him? __________________________________________ I realized I had no idea where I was going. Eventually, after wandering around a bit, I went outside. It was evening already, and it wasn't really time for good weather either. I didn't mind the windy and gloomy weather much. As I paced around, the temperature seemed to drop. I straightened, and turned to see a hooded figure, unmistakably a dementor. Impossible. Dumbledore would never let them back here, as I was informed by Jackie. I pulled out my wand, and pointed it at the dementor. I tried thinking of a happy memory, but I found...none. How? I had loads of happy memories! But every one seemed faded and distant. Right before I was about to pass out, I heard a strangely familiar voice behind me. "Expecto Patronum!" A patronus slicked past me and drove the dementor away. My sight hadn't improved a bit, but I could make out that it was a dolphin. But my patronus was a dolphin. So who...? I turned to see a blurry figure of a blonde, navy blue-eyed boy standing with his wand out. Finnely. "I...thank you, Finn." I muttered, relieved and...puzzled. Finnely walked over to me, placing a hand on my shoulder. "Why couldn't you conjure the patronus before I did? You're clearly better than me at this thing." He asked, genuine concern evident in his voice. I hesitated. Should I tell him? I guess it's no use keeping it from him, he's trusted me enough with his problems, I should trust him enough with mine. "I can't think of any happy memory." I replied. Almost immediately, he responded; "Next time, think of me." I was, well, shocked. He had the guts to say that to me? I could never. "...I'll try it now, then." I whispered. I pulled out my wand, and said; 'Expecto Patronum!' I thought of all the times I had comforted Finnely. Sure enough, a shimmering dolphin patronus leaped out of the tip of my wand. I saw Finnely's patronus and mine swish around each other, and eventually fade away. "Wasn't your patronus a unicorn?" I asked. He laughed dryly. "Used to be...you'll figure it out." he said. I'm sure I knew why patronuses changed. But I'd forgotten. And there was no way I was going to ask him. Finnely sighed. "See ya." he said, and he gave me a one-armed hug and left. Something inside me seemed to blossom. An unfamiliar feeling. What was it? What was this flower-blossom like, spring-sweet feeling of butterflies in my heart?
@Jackie_Granger for Jackie Granger I PROMISED FLUFF AND I DELIVERED
