The Devil In Disguise (Marcel/Harry Fanfic)

He relaxed at my touch then stayed silent for what seemed like minutes then said his voice sounded bitter?

“Lets just say I haven’t been in this park for a while”

Marcel then looked down at his hands and carried on talking, not looking at me “I…I came here right after my parents died…I remember, I was sitting on this exact bench and…my sister came to comfort me…”

I blinked at him “You have a sister?”

“Yeah…I did” Marcel said.

“You mean she’s…?”

Marcel nodded, still not looking at me but I could see the muscle in his jaw jump and his hands curled into fists.

I said thinking at how odd this had turned out, I’d expected Marcel to be comforting me, not the other way round “I’m sure your family will be proud of you if they were still here”

Marcel finally looked at me, I noticed that something had changed about him but I could’t figure out what it was.

“Some how I doubt that” Marcel said with a sarcastic laugh.

I said shakily “I’ve done some pretty bad things in my past and my father forgave me for that, before he…you know”

Marcel stiffened then stared at me for a few seconds, his bright emerald eyes seemed like they were staring into my soul then he said slowly, like he couldn’t believe what he was hearing “He…forgave you?”

“Yeah, I’m sure if your family was still here, they would forgive you” I said reassuringly.

He raised his eyebrows and his lips tilted up slightly in a small smile but it seemed different from any other smile Marcel had given me.

“You think?” Marcel asked almost so quietly I didn’t hear him.

“I know so” I said firmly.

Marcel looked at me but he looked curious?

“This talk has been interesting” Marcel said after a couple of minutes.

I agreed with a laugh.

“You feeling better now?” Marcel asked.

I thought about his question, I still felt sad but it didn’t seem to make me want to ball my eyes out “Yeah…Yeah, I am, thank you”

Marcel said, looking slightly disbelieving, like he was surprised at what came out from his mouth “No..Thank you”

I noticed then how beautiful his eyes were, they looked bright with emotion, they seemed unnaturally bright, it made it look like most of the time I’d seen them they’d been dull and a void of nothing, giving nothing away and now…

“Ruby?” Marcel asked.

I suddenly relized that I had been staring into his eyes for a long time, I flushed then I said quickly “Its nothing…I..I better go”

I stood up and said “Um, thank you for meeting me here, I probably need to go home now..”

I then turned around and hurriedly walked of.

I soon as I had walked away, Marcel’s smile was wiped from his face and he frowned then let out a loud groan and put his face in his hands. What on earth was he doing!?

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