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INNOVATOR Chapter 35: A Night to Remember
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“I am Talking.”
‘I am Thinking’
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Our willingness to wait reveals the value we place on what we're waiting for
~Charles Stanley
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INNOVATOR
-Dev Sagittarius Black
~~Chapter 35: A Night to Remember~~
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“Wizard.” An authoritative voice with a slight vibration at the end came from behind the merman, who had started to feel the fear that was slowly clouding his mind and trembling his heart. He immediately shifted to the side and floated back so that he could make way for the one who had called him out.
“Merman,” Harry offered back, looking at the larger merman who had approached them. His larger physique was covered in some jewels and a fancy clothing made of different seaweeds, his trident was also a lot bigger as well as polished than the ones Harry had seen around them.
“You are in uncharted waters, and you are not welcomed here.” The larger merman replied in perfect english. “I am the commander of this force, and this will be our first and last warning. Leave, without the veela.”
“Your warning has been taken, understood, and rejected, commander.” Harry smiled, “And I am not going anywhere without her; if you really want to stop me, then you should know who you are messing with. I am not the average wizard who’d be afraid by this stupid show of strength that you are putting up for me.”
“You are clearly drunk on power; you don’t know that the stick you two-legs wield isn’t as effective as you think it is.” He smirked, his black eyes glinting with malice. “It would be a shame for you to die saving a veela of all creatures, one that won’t even know a wizard died for her.”
Harry closed his eyes and, for the first time since he had returned, tapped the power of Death that resided inside him. He immediately increased his magical sensor sheet that encompassed the two mermen in front of him.
Just like Death had said, every living creature who breathed life also dwelled in the waters of death; all Harry had to do was find the waters and touch them.
And that’s what he did.
The aquatic warriors and citizens of Poseidon, or the Merpeople as they were called today, had been hunters since the time the Greek god of oceans and seas took them under his rule. And centuries of hunting as well as fighting wars had honed their animalistic sense to discern danger first and foremost.
It was this sensory ability that had helped them survive through millennia of continuous wars and battles against various species that dwelled inside the aquatic kingdom, as well as other creatures that would harm them, their kith and kin.
And it was this sense that blared in their brains, screaming at them to run away as soon as they could from the monster that stood just a meter away from them. To rush back, leave everything behind, and just save their lives if they could. Even the ferocious beasts, and their archnemesis the veelas hadn't been able to make their hearts tremble like that.
“Wh-what’s this?” The commander asked him. “What are you doing, wizard?! Are you trying to threaten me? Threaten us?!”
“It's not a threat, commander; it’s just a simple message which, I hope, you have received well.” Harry smirked. “I am the threat. To not only your life but also the lives of all the mermen who are here and more who would stand in my way.” He released some of his magic and let it wash over the two, enjoying the way they trembled in fear.
“Trust me when I say this. I will kill your entire brethren if even one of you dares to stop me, this village that you are responsible for guarding would be ravaged before a single one of you could even reach the surface.” He pushed more of his magic in the waters around them. “Therefore, it’s better to release the veela before I decide to fulfill my words.”
Profound silence met his declaration; there was no one who wanted to go against a man who stood up to the commander even when he was in the enemy turf. They knew that he was dangerous and they knew that he wouldn’t yield like others before him. They looked towards their commander, and even though the larger merman wasn’t showing it, they could sense the fear in his heart.
“Alright-Alright!” The commander huffed, “That veela isn’t worth a single of my merman anyways. Just a quarter in power and from a minor clan no less.” He turned away from Harry. “Take her away.”
Harry pulled away from the power inside him and vanished his sensor sheet that had slowly started to cover the rest of the mermen around him. He smirked when he saw the two in front of him relax as if a tonne of load had been lifted from their chests.
He put an arm around Gabriele’s waist before propelling himself in the direction of the docks. It was time to finally end the competition.
When Harry pulled out of the water the second time, his reception was slightly different than the first one.
For one, he didn’t have to call for help because his brother was already waiting for him at the docks and immediately jumped in the water the moment he saw them. Secondly, there was a panicking Fleur who was being consoled by a troubled Blaise and Cho, both of whom had taken their seats around the hysteric veela.
And then there was Dumbledore, who was busy conversing with a merman, probably one of the watchers who had been assigned to see that no one was actually harmed during the task. Harry knew that since the watcher was also a merman, he would have immediately forgone his promise and instead played his part in kidnapping Gabriele.
Fleur was bawling as she hugged her sister; her eyes found him, and she immediately left the little veela as she rushed to meet him. Harry was tightly engulfed in a warm hug from the emotional champion who continuously mumbled her thanks in his ear; he just waved it away only for her sister to join them in the hug.
Lastly there was his brother, who was being admonished by Madam Pomphrey for running into the water without being completely healed. The boy just shrugged when their eyes met, and sat on the makeshift bed that had been made for the champions.
Of course there were also the reporters who were rapidly clicking his photos—the people he hated most. In fact, looking at some of their eager faces, he knew that they would want to know a lot of things—mostly regarding why or how he was inside the lake, but there would be a few questions that would either be related to his inventions, politics, or even his love life.
“Mr. Potter!”
Harry waved the veela sisters away towards Madam Pomphrey and turned to look at one of the few people he wanted to meet. “Mr. Bagman, was it? How may I help you?”
“Yes-yes, Mr. Potter, and please call me Ludo.” The portly man smiled. “I am a big fan of yours, Mr. Potter; you know I even have newspaper cuttings of—but you probably don’t want to hear about it, right? Right! Of Course. You know Mr. Potter…….”
Harry just ignored the man and looked at the scene that was unfolding behind him. It was quite interesting to watch the judges conversing furiously as they tried their best to pull themselves out of the quandary about something which apparently related to Alan as they kept on glancing his way.
Dumbledore gave him a smile while Karkaroff threw his hands up in the air before moving away from the small group. It seemed that they had finally come to a conclusion regarding the results of the second task.
“...I mean, how else would I know, right?” Bagman laughed loudly, completely ignoring the fact that Harry hadn’t even smiled. “Now, can you please stand with me and look at the camera? I=I would really like a picture of us together; I would even frame it for my living room wall and keep it beside my achievements as a beater for The Wasps.”
Harry didn’t want to be remotely associated with the former beater and current Minister for Sports, the man would probably use the photo to further his nefarious deals with the goblins or other shady organizations anyway. Thankfully, before he could say anything, Dumbledore took control of the situation by gaining everyone’s attention with the prospect of announcing the results.
The innovator took this as an excuse to move towards the tent and get himself dressed more appropriately. After all, there was no need to flash his drenched abs, not when he could feel the eyes of almost half the female population on him quite literally.
He took a quick glance in the direction where he saw Daphne and her friend. The girl was glaring at another group of girls dressed in light blue who were making bedroom eyes in his direction.
“So, with this, we can safely conclude our second task of the tournament." The Headmaster smiled. “I am glad that this time we didn't have any dragons, right? In fact, I have a good joke that I heard back when I was a student; it includes a dragon, a merman, and a flobberworm that—”
McGonagall cleared her throat and gave him a ‘look’.
“Ah! Yes, maybe next time. I need to announce the results, after all.” He smiled apologetically.
“With twenty-five points, Miss Delacour comes in fourth since she had failed to complete the task; therefore, she has been awarded points for her fantastic battle with the Grindylows and her never-ending desire to rescue a loved one.” Dumbledore announced and smiled when people cheered for her.
“Miss Ashley Petrovia comes in third with an astounding score of forty points; her instinct with regards to the unforeseen hurdles in uncharted waters has not only impressed us but also others who watched her make her way through the seaweed forest. It was quite brave of her to swim close to the floor where there were chances of danger lurking beneath her.”
People cheered loudly for her, yet Petrovia didn’t even bother to smile. Her attention was solely focused on one person who was completely ignoring her. Even her friends, who used to cheer her up whenever she had one of her usual mood swings, had given up this time.
“With forty-five points, Mr. Cedric Diggory has attained the second position.” Dumbledore smiled when he heard the loud cheers from his students. “His excellent use of tracking charms, as well as the quick thinking when he faced the giant squid, was remarkable.”
“And finally, with a nearly perfect score of forty-nine points, Mr. Alandale Potter has scored first place in the task.” The cheering was a lot more subdued, but it was there, and Alan smiled at those who smiled at him. “He not only fought the Grindylows for Ms. Delacour, even when he could’ve moved away, he also waited for his brother to come back and rescue young Gabriele. The show of affection and strong willpower has rightfully earned him his spot.”
“So, now if we tally it up, then I can say that our first three contenders for the third task that will be held on the fifteenth of June are Mr. Diggory with eighty-three points, Ms. Petrovia with eighty points, followed by Ms. Delacour with sixty-five points, and lastly, we have Mr. Potter with forty-nine points who will be the final participant of the third task.”
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“Master, you called?”
The throne turned, and Bellatrix smiled when she saw that her master was sitting on it once more instead of ordering them around from his bed. It had been heartbreaking to see the all-powerful and all-consuming immortal Dark Lord stay still on the bed, being treated by the potions that Severus made for him.
When her lord didn’t wake up from his recovery even after three days of the battle, she had been ready to march down to that accursed castle and kill Potter herself. Unfortunately there was no one to manage things in the manor, and she couldn’t even think of her master healing completely if she left him to anyone other than herself.
After the fifth day, her master woke up, and the first thing he said was to never go against Potter and to announce to everyone that no one shall harm either of the Potters. They were his prey, and if anyone found either of them, then all they were to do was report it back.
Especially if they found the elder one. The instructions regarding him were ‘Flight on the spot; do not confront.’.
In the beginning she was a bit dubious because she knew that Potter only lived because her master had been fighting Albus Dumbledore of all people for that long, and even after that it was two against one. But then her master clarified that if Potter hadn’t arrived, the outcome of that battle would have been way different than what it is now.
“Bella, my most faithful servant.” Voldemort smiled. “How are things going with the new recruits?”
She bowed down in shame, “Not well, my lord. The news regarding the attack on Hogsmeade had made headlines everywhere, which has made everyone dubious about joining our cause. They are starting to believe in Potter and Dumbledore’s cause more and more, and then there’s also the fact that Lucius is still missing.”
“Our people in the ministry, what did they say?”
“Lucius has been witnessed talking with the minister, and Amelia Bones, but he never takes the common route; he doesn’t take the Lord’s chamber, and all attempts to talk to him have been fruitless.” She sighed, “It’s like he vanishes right after his work is done.”
“Anything else regarding our missing friend?” He asked, his mind working rapidly to assess the damage Lucius’ sudden departure would cause.
“We don’t know for sure, my lord,” she admitted. “But there are chances that he has emptied his vaults as well. The goblins are keeping this under wraps, and Parkinson has only been able to learn that Lucius has transferred all his funds and everything except this manor to some separate account.”
“That might be a bit problematic.” Voldemort frowned. “Tonight I will send him a letter on my own; he hasn’t been responding to the calls either. For now, I have a new task for you.”
Bella bowed deeply, “Anything for you, my Lord.”
“Take about ten of the new recruits and start attacking the places that we have marked.” He smiled with malice in his blood-red eyes. “It’s time to regain the terror that Lord Voldemort’s name brought with itself.”
Bellatrix couldn’t help anymore; she shuddered at the feeling of utter carnage that clouded her mind as she cackled gleefully. Her raspy laughter echoing in the throne room of her master.
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“You’re looking good, Master Potter, sir.” The little elf squeaked, “Master doesn’t need to worry; Master’s miss likes him.”
“I know she does, Dobby, but that doesn’t mean I shouldn’t dress myself for her, right?” Harry replied, fixing his tie for the umpteenth time as he looked at his reflection in his bedroom mirror.
His eyes fell on the latest issue of The Prophet, and he sighed at the front page that showed Minister Fudge trying his level best to calm down everyone. He really needed to know why Fudge was doing all this instead of amplifying his auror and hitwizard forces; maybe ask a few UFOs to help the government with handling Voldemort and his raids that had started at the beginning of the month.
According to the newspaper, Voldemort’s recent raid had been yesterday night, where the wizards burned and looted a muggle village in the countryside. It was his third raid this month, and there was no one stopping the evil wanker.
“Don’t think about the letters, Master Potter, sir; Dobby will take care of them all.” The elf nodded. “Today master didn’t receive that many either; it’s just ten.”
“Don’t remind me, Dobby.” Harry groaned. “I just hope that with time they will forget about it completely; I really don’t want whatever they are offering.” He sighed, “What happened to the one who said she wouldn’t eat till she slept with me?”
“Dobby told her that Master is only fifteen and she will have to stay hungry for three years to sleep with Master.”
“DOBBY!! What are you—”
But then the little creatures started laughing loudly, holding his stomach as if he were in pain, “Dobby is just kidding, Master Potter, sir. Dobby convinced her to quit her fast because Master Potter isn’t interested; she still wanted something from Master, so Dobby gave her his shirt that he wore a few months ago and never touched again.”
“Just tell me if she’s eating again?”
“Yes, master Harry Potter, sir.” The elf smiled. “Now, Master Potter sir shouldn’t be worrying tonight; focus on Miss and leave everything to good elf Dobby.”
“Yeah, thanks for that, Dobby.” Harry patted the elf’s head. “I don’t know what I’d have done without you.”
“Dobby lives to serve master.” The elf said as he held Harry’s black jacket, which would complete the three-piece ensemble that had especially been tailored for special occasions.
Harry pushed his arms in the sleeves before closing the buttons. He took one final look at himself in the mirror, making sure that his usually wavy hair was clean and immaculate. He had showered twice and even used Sleekeazy’s hair potion, which was a special product made for a Potter by a Potter.
The moment he stepped on the seventh floor, he checked his watch; he was fifteen minutes early, but that was only because no matter how much he tried to control it, his heart was beating loudly in his chest.
After all, this was his first actual date, and no matter how many love letters he had received or women he had indulged in a conversation with at all the previous galas and dances, this was the first time where he felt like he wanted to impress someone.
He knew that Daphne already liked him, but for some reason he wanted to prove it to her, or maybe himself, that he was worth the amount of affection that she poured in him. He told himself that it was just due from the time that she had started to pull him in unused classrooms, and now he was in the debt of her affections.
“You’re early, Potter.”
Harry turned to meet the person who had just called him out; apparently they also knew about his supposed date with Daphne. He smiled when he saw who it actually was.
“Davis.” He smiled, “And the youngest Greengrass as well; pleasure to meet you.”
Tori blushed a bit, her cheeks gaining the slightest tint of rosy red as the two girls walked towards him.
“I hope you know how much this means to my sister,” Astoria began. “I don’t want to hear her stories about this one evening, but I also don’t want her to regret coming here. Am I understood?”
“You are.” He nodded. “And trust me when I say that this evening matters to me as much as it matters to her. I will make sure that she leaves happy and smiling.”
Tori nodded in satisfaction, but Tracey had a few more questions to ask of the eldest Potter; she wanted to know the reason behind the sudden change in his behaviour. For years she had witnessed the exchange between him and her friend, and even though she was happy for her friend, the sudden change in heart was fishy.
“You want to know why I suddenly changed my mind, right?”
She nodded. “Don’t get me wrong, I am happy for Daph, and no offence, Potter, but the change in your behaviour is quite abrupt to be true. And I don’t want to be her crying shoulder.”
“It’s understandable. If I were in your shoes, I’d worry about my friend too.” Harry nodded, thinking about Blaise and his goofy antics. “It took me some time to realise that I was being an idiot. I thought that I could protect people by keeping them away. In truth, that just made them more susceptible to danger.”
“And Daphne was one of these people you were trying to protect?”
“One of the closest ones, yes.” Harry nodded.
“So all this time…” Tracey muttered, surprised that Potter was actually working for the benefit of her friend.
“There are certain organizations that are after me, Davis. They have used someone close to me once, and they would do it again if they had the chance.” Harry sighed, “So I thought that the only way to protect her and everyone else was to keep them away. At least till the time I could protect them on my own.”
“And that time has come?” She asked, sceptical of a boy who was her age. “I mean, not to be pessimistic or anything, but what if someone did use Daphne to get to you? What would you do then?”
Harry just smiled at her, “I am a very possessive man, Davis. And anyone who would even dare to come near one of mine will have their world torn asunder.”
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Daphne took a deep breath and steeled her nerves. She looked at herself in the mirror once more and smiled at what she saw. ‘Finally! It’s just us, Harry.’ She flicked her wand and shrank the mirror before she picked it up and placed it in her small leather purse that hung from her right arm.
She left the small alcove that she—and her friends—had turned to a vantage point where they would wait for Harry. She checked herself once more before she turned the corner and saw that Harry stood near the doorway of the Room of Requirement, quite busy conversing with Tacey and Tori.
‘And they had gone to interrogate him..’ Daphne shook her head in amusement; she already knew that there was nothing to investigate in the first place. Still, she had agreed to it because it gave her time to prepare and also satisfied their curiosities regarding the one guy whom she had loved all her life.
“If the introductions are over,” she announced herself. “Can we proceed?”
Harry’s eyes widened when he saw the beautiful girl who had just joined their conversation. Dressed in a soft blue gown that flowed through her waist in waves. The pearls that had been sewed around on her arms, and the floral nets at the base with the deep neck that showcased her growing breasts. And with her face as radiant as ever, she looked absolutely gorgeous.
“How do I look?” Daphne asked him, doing a small twirl for him to see her from all sides.
“Beautiful….” He whispered. “Wow, I feel underdressed now.”
The girls laughed, and with a shared hug as well as a few words from Tracey, that made Daphne push the giggling girl away. Finally, the youngest Greengrass pulled her sister’s friend away from her, and with a last waved goodbye, they left the two birds alone.
“So…” Harry began.
“So.” Daphne smiled and paused just like he had.
“There are quite a few things that I want to say, but first I would like you to join me.” Harry said and offered his arm, which she gladly took.
“Ready to be blown, Mr. Potter?” She smiled before her eyes widened. “I mean—not that, obviously! What I meant was…” Daphne just smiled when Harry frowned cutely. “You didn’t understand anything, right?”
“I only understood that you said something dubious, but I don’t know what you meant.” He shrugged. “Was that something I should know?”
“Technically yes, but I am somewhat glad that you don’t.” She tightened her hold on his arm, and the two started walking towards the large doors of the Room of Requirement.
“And why would that be?”
“Because that way I could spoil you first.”
Daphne smiled when she saw the slight rose that tinted his cheeks through the corner of her eyes. She looked once more at his handsome face before she opened the doors herself and walked into the ballroom that was requested by her for one of the most important nights of her life.
The doors led to an opulent ballroom with an extravagant chandelier that hung from the invisible ceiling, which showed the clear night sky above them. Its crystals reflected the light that came from the hundreds of floating candles around them, which dusted the entire room in a faint golden glow.
There was the large magical gramophone that he had seen in the music room, and a few records around it. A small mocktail bar had been made on the far side of the room, along with a punch bowl and a few snacks around a table with two seats.
The beauty of the grand ballroom was magnified when it was combined with the tall gilded glass windows that showcased the large expanse of land around Hogwarts, which bloomed with the beauty of springtime.
“What’s all this, Daphne?” Harry asked her, astonished that the girl had gone to such lengths for the night.
“I had planned all this, though I did have some help.” She admitted, “Mostly from Dobby and Blaise, but Cho helped as well.”
“And…no one asked anything about why you wanted all this?”
“Why would they?” She asked him, but her eyes smiled with mischief.
“Daph–”
“Like you said, Harry, everyone knows about the hug. And then they know that you visited me in the hospital wing; you brought me to—”
“Alright, I get it. Sheesh!” Harry chuckled. “You know I am actually surprised that you are quitting that persona you worked so hard to make. I don’t think boys are scared about asking you out anymore.”
“Oh yes, they are; after all, the one guy that I ‘agreed’ to date is the one person who no one, not even Hogwarts graduates, would like to cross.” She smiled, “You underestimate your name, Harry.”
“So you agreed to date me, eh?” Harry laughed lightly as the two walked to the centre of the ballroom. “Well, I, for one, am quite glad that you did.” He held her right hand in his, and his left held her waist.
Daphne blushed at the closeness of their faces; the possessiveness of his hand around her waist made her shiver with anticipation. No amount of preparation and dreams about this moment could have prepared her for the actual thing.
“Shall we?” Harry tightened his grip on her waist and waved his fingers to start the music.
Slowly—at first—as if taking tentative steps together, and then with tune to the song that played in the background, the two started dancing, lost in the melodies and their company. Neither seemed to realise the passage of time as they moved in circles.
Sometimes Harry would take the lead, and Daphne would follow without question, and then there would be songs where they would switch roles and he would just smile, moving in tune with her. For the next half-an-hour, neither of them said anything as they let their eyes talk, expressing their pent-up emotions as much as they could.
“I never knew that you could dance so well, Harry.” She said as he twirled her thrice and then held her close as she did a small jump. “I always thought you were too busy for such frivolous things.”
“I was, but then Sirius assured me that there would be certain dances that he couldn’t avoid, and there would be certain people who would want to, in his words, ‘put me in place’.” He lightly shrugged, his legs moving in tandem with hers. “So, it’s better to learn a few dances than to miss the things completely. Bloody idiot hired a tutor who trained me for two hours through two summers.”
Daphne giggled at how frustrated he sounded, as if dancing was the most displeasing thing to do in the entire world. She ducked a bit as he twisted their hands so that she could walk around him. This was probably the best night in her Hogwarts years to date, and she wanted to make the most out of it.
“That’s quite perceptive of your godfather.” She agreed. “You know, if possible, I would like to meet him some day. I mean, not now obviously, but some day when the two of you are ready.”
“And what about you?” He asked her. “What if you aren’t ready by the time we are?”
“Trust me, Harry, I am always ready to meet your family.” She smiled. “I have waited for quite some time, and now that you’ve finally agreed to it, I don’t want to waste even a single moment without you.”
Harry nodded; he knew that she was telling the truth, and if not certain things, he would have already asked Sirius and Dobby to clean the Black Manor so that he could fulfil her wish. But there were certain variables in his life, things that he didn’t have any control over no matter how much he tried.
And one of them was his own life.
He knew that he had prepared extensively for the battles that were about to come; he also knew that it was important for him to always be on alert till all of his enemies had been slain, but unless he actually achieved that point, he couldn’t lay back and live the life he wanted. He couldn’t promise her things that he himself didn’t have any control over.
“I am not asking for you to do that today.” She leaned towards his chest and placed her palm where his heart was beating. “I know that you are busy, you have many things to do, and there are people who you told me about, but I want you to keep this as an option once everything is clear.”
“You don’t have to worry about that, Daphne.” He smiled down at her. “Once everything is done, the first thing I’ll do is go to Greengrass Manor and ask Gerald for your hand. But right now things aren’t favourable; even now, deep down, I am afraid that I am endangering your life by—”
“Shhh…” She placed her finger on his lips. “I know. And I want you to know that you aren’t doing any of that. I am quite a capable witch, Harry. I trained for months so that I could hold my ground against anyone who wishes you harm through me, and even then I will take ultimate precaution regarding my life and the safety of my family.”
He sighed, “Sorry for making you go through with all this, but the people I am against would use anything they could to hurt me. And their favourite tactic is to torture the ones closest to me.”
"Awww, did you just admit I am one of your closest?” She turned her head up to look into his eyes. “How close do you think I am?”
His emerald pools looked down at her beautiful face that was mere inches away from him, looking at him through her wide blue eyes that were alight with several emotions, including joy, anticipation, and relief, but most of all, he could see the love she held for him. The same that she had held for him for years, never backing down no matter how much he tried to push her away.
It was in this moment that he knew she was the one who he wanted with him throughout the rest of his life, and he would make it happen no matter what Voldemort, the council, or even the world did to them.
But right now there was something else that he needed to do, which if he didn’t then he would regret for the rest of his pitiful existence.
He released her waist and tucked in the stray lock of golden blonde that had come undone behind her ear before he held her small chin and tilted it up so that their faces were just a few centimetres away.
“H-Harry…”
“Shhh…” He silenced her, feeling the warmth of her breath on his lips as she whispered her name. “I want you to know, Daphne Greengrass, that no one, not even my own blood, is as close to me as you. And…”
He closed his eyes and leaned forward, traversing through the small gap between them as his lips finally touched hers in a gentle yet firm kiss that seemed to echo inside his very soul, just as it did in hers.
The two didn’t care about anything and released all of their feelings in that one kiss, which had sealed their fates and entwined their destinies forever.
Tears began to form in her eyes as she finally let herself relax in his strong arms that held her close. It had taken so much from her; she remembered the nights when she had cried to bed because Harry had been crying and she couldn’t be with him. The times when he would reject her, no matter how much she tried.
She smiled in the kiss, holding him close as she poured all of her love and insecurities, her feelings and emotions, and her fear of losing him into the bond that had just formed between them.
Finally they released each other’s lips, and Daphne hugged him tightly. She placed her head on his chest and listened to his heartbeat that wanted to jump out of his chest cavity.
“...I love you.” Harry whispered and leaned forward to give her another kiss, this time on her head, and held her close. He smiled when she snuggled closer, even if it wasn’t possible anymore.
The tears that had formed in her eyes decided that it was finally time to drop down and free her from the weight that she had been burdening herself with since her first year. And even though she was crying, her smile couldn’t have been any wider, and her eyes couldn’t have shone anymore with love.
‘The wait had definitely been worth it….’
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Dev Sagittarius Black
The story has been going on for more than one year 😂 Also, thanks for the support. I'm glad you like the story 😇
Austin Truong
I can’t believe this is ending in a month when I just started this fic this morning on ao3 and joined the Patreon club to continue the next few chapters. ‼️‼️‼️‼️🥹🥹💗
Dev Sagittarius Black
I am glad that you liked it so much!! Also, this was the last fluffy chapter before the epilogue and after the next one (36th), we''ll be entering the last arc of the story. So, gear up because just a month left for INNOVATOR to end!!!
I am lord dems
Nice chapter can't wait for more the pins and needles are digging into my ass already
