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Jan 12, 2017 13:45:52 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Jan 12, 2017 13:45:52 GMT -7
"Al, how are you feeling?" al glanced to the hand he'd seen his dad start to reach out to him and he chewed his lip slightly. he knew that his lack of affection had contributed to where they were know, even in his diminished state of mind he knew that was his own fault so before he answered his father he shifted his good hand, ignoring the way it felt like a tonne of bricks and he moved to clasp his fingers around his dad's wrist carefully. "alive" he said with a wince as he shifted again to sit up a little more against the pillows. he probably should keep still but he had to get off his back. he hoped his parents could see that he wasn't trying to be difficult, he just couldn't stand laying on his back. "thank's to you" he said as he let his eyes close for a second. his mother had joined them and al wanted to greet her too but he'd felt too tired in that moment to keep his eyes open but he'd blinked them open quickly enough. he knew that would pass. he'd need more rest soon but he could stay awake a bit longer. the drowsiness was from being asleep so the longer he was awake the easier it would be to keep from falling asleep. well that was his theory in that moment. “Have you been awake long?” he shook his head slightly and looked at the woman who had been one of his biggest supporters in the last seventeen years, regardless of what had happened between them he knew she was. "not long" he said with a small smile. he had yet to take his hand away from his dad's wrist and something in him didn't want to. he didn't want to let his dad go in that moment and he found his eyes moving back to his father's, green meeting green. "i'm sorry .. s-so sorry" he said, taking as deep a breath as he could and coughing a little when it caught and hurt. "i .. for everything" he added in, looking from his father to his mother. saying sorry wasn't something that came easily to albus potter. he didn't often apologize and he had only said the word sorry a handful of times in his life .. it was easy to say in that moment because he meant it.
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Jan 18, 2017 19:30:40 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Jan 18, 2017 19:30:40 GMT -7
Albus took his wrist, which was a miracle in itself, and said he was alive, and that was good enough for Harry at the moment. He said 'thanks to you', as in Harry, and Harry just shook his head, not sure what to say. Then, Ginny arrived, that the heavens, and Harry felt a thousand weights lift from him as she touched his shoulder. Harry let out a shuddering breath, not realizing he had been holding back tears this whole time until Ginny had touched him. He clasped a hand over his mouth and turning to the side, letting his eyes moisten for a moment until he, finally, blinked them back again and opened his mouth, meeting his sons eyes as Albus started to... apologize.
Harry shook his head again, moving forward so he was down on one knee almost, his eyes level with Al's, reaching out and gently brushing some of the sweat stuck hair off of his sons forehead. "I'm sorry, too," he said.
@al @ginevra (FAMALAAAAYY I CRAI)
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Jan 20, 2017 0:05:04 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Jan 20, 2017 0:05:04 GMT -7
Albus gripped his fingers around Harry's wrist, saying that he was alive thanks to him. He struggled to prop himself up against the pillows, but Ginny wasn't concerned as long as he was comfortable. “I'm sorry,” he apologized, coughing. “S-so sorry. I… for everything.”
Harry looked as though he had begun to cry. He dropped to one knee, putting him closer to Albus, and brushed some of their son's sweat-coated hair off of his forehead. “I'm sorry, too.”
Watching them both, Ginny's eyes welled up with tears. She lifted her hand from her husband's shoulder, then she reached over to set her hand atop where Albus was holding onto Harry's wrist. “I'm sorry, too,” she told them softly, unsure if she could say more without fully crying.
Hopefully, they could put the past behind them. Ginny had already gotten something of a fresh start—however unintentional it had been—but now the three of them could have one. Why it always seemed to be that such things came after tragedy, she couldn't say. And even if, in twenty-four hours, Albus decided that he was tired of them again, Ginny didn't care. She closed her eyes and sighed, and the tears fell. “I love you.”
@al HARRY JAMES POTTER
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Jan 20, 2017 11:35:48 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Jan 20, 2017 11:35:48 GMT -7
al closed his eyes and turned his head into his father's hand when he felt fingers brush the hair off his forehead. "I'm sorry, too," he nodded his head a little and opened his eyes, green meeting green again as he looked into his father's face. he knew it would be a long road. there had been things said, things he didn't want to take back because they had been the truth. at least to him and he could never regret speaking the truth to someone but he often regretted how he said it and how it came across. he looked up when his mothers hand touched his and he smiled slightly up at her, glad she was there in that moment too. “I love you.” he nodded his head slightly and suddenly felt more at ease than he had since the beginning of the school year. he shifted his head, turning it to look at the roof of the hospital wing as he closed his eyes again, letting how tired he felt take over and drag him back to the land of sleep.
-- seemed like a good place to end it.
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