A/N hey this is my first Harry potter fic so obviously it's my first DM/HG fic I'm sorry if it is OOC or bad just tell me via reviews how to improve

It's been five years since he called her the worst thing any one could ever call someone. Five years since he laughed at her best friend for trying to defend her.

It's been four years since her hand had touched his face, and he love it, but for a split second he hated it, hated the force she put behind her fist, hated the fury in her eyes and he definitely hated the laughter from her friends.

It has been three years since she laughed at him for being the bouncing ferret puppet of a teacher.

He had hated it two years ago when she would get wrong in one of her favourite lessons just for voicing everyone's opinions.

He despised how last year her best friends thought of him as evil, although how where they meant to know that he had to do everything he had done or he would have lost his family. But he enjoyed the little known fact that she kept defending him, telling them to stop suspecting him of sinful deeds.

So here he was, about to board the train to the place that was his home away from home, but for some reason he as dreading it more than the house pretending to be called his 'home' and he knew the reason why.

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