The Devil In Disguise (Marcel/Harry Fanfic)

It had been a week and I was still grieving, I missed all of my school and I didn’t even go hunting, I couldn’t believe the most important person in my life was gone.

At first I went through a bit of denial, trying to make myself believe that my father still hadn’t come home yet but it didn’t work…

I had to get out of my house, to many memories of him being poisoned so I went to the closest park.

I was crying in the park,on the park bench, I’d tried to go for a walk to clear my mind but nothing was working, everything hurt inside and out. Before I knew what I was doing I called Marcel’s number.

“M-marcel? I need you, please?”

“What happened? Came Marcels quick reply.

“My d-dad…Please just come?”

“Where are you?”

“Hedges Park” I sobbed.

At first Marcel didn’t reply then stammered “H-hedges park?”

“You know where it is don’t you?”

“Yeah, Yeah I know where it is” came Marcel’s quite reply.

I waited and waited…

About an hour later I saw Marcel walking towards me, very slowly I may add…

I waited for him while I stared at the ground, tears dripping down my face on to the floor, soon I felt Marcel’s cool hand on my shoulder.

“Are you alright?” Marcel asked awkwardly.

I didn’t say anything, my voice couldn’t work for some reason.

Marcel sat by me on the park bench and he asked gently “What happened?”

“My dads dead and its all my fault” I said, my voice trembling. If only I’d stopped him drinking that alcohol…

“Its not your fault…” Marcel said quickly, almost automatically, he looked like he was going to add something else but quickly decided against it.

I asked then, trying to get my mind of why I was crying, it seemed to work quite well, for once “You didn’t happen to send me a drink did you?”

A look of confusion crossed expression but his eyes, I noticed they were glazed over slightly as if he wasn’t properly focusing on what I was saying then he shook his head.

I sighed “I figured the vampire king was framing you, thats why your name was on the bottle”

Marcel gave me a weak smile as he said slowly “Yeah…probably”

“Are you alright?” I asked as I realised my best friend was paler than normal and the slight tremor of his hands were suddenly noticeable.

Marcel looked away.

“I’m fine!” His voice suddenly taking on a harder edge and a deeper tone that I had never heard before.

I recoiled slightly then I put my hand on his arm “Marcel?”

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