Chapter 13:Renee

Fuck.

How did he find me? Am I really about to be rejected before I finish even the first of eight movies? I had hoped to finish them and at least Lilo and Stitch before I found him on Monday.  His eyes finally make it to mine face unreadable he probably thinks I look ridiculous. Oh well this is me.

“Umm,” I look behind my place isn’t really messy if you don’t count the unmade bed and the pillow nest on the couch. But it would be better to do this inside not standing at the door. “Do you want to come in?”

His jaw is tight, but he gives a sharp nod. “Okay then….” I step aside and he walks in, and I close the door and just stand by it. He gets to the middle of the room and looks around with a critical eye. Stopping first on my bed which may or may not have a Stitch comforter and sheet. Perks of having the Lilo and stitch generation being more grown the kid and well you can find anything online these days. Then he looks to the couch which again is covered in more Disney paraphernalia with Marvel and Harry Potter thrown in. I start ringing my hands together when his brow tips up in a curious look. I rush over to clear some of it away. Even if doing so breaks my heart and makes me and Jasmine want to whine.

“Umm sorry I was having a movie day!” I say a little to loud and wince. His hand wraps around my wrist gently to stop my movements. I look up at him.

“It’s fine, little one.” His name for me makes butterflies go off in my stomach. “And there is no need to move or clean anything.”

Butterflies die. All at once they choose to call to the bottom of my stomach. “Oh, okay.”  I swallow, and gesture to the arm chain in the corner it’s not like he will stay for a movie anyway, he doesn’t need to see the tv. “Would you like to sit?”

“Only if you will.” He gestures to my nest. I swallow even more. Its one thing for him to see if but sometimes I can’t help but give in to instincts and really get comfortable in it. I will just need to be mindful. But? I mean if he is going to reject me, and I end up not surviving it would be nice to be snuggled up while it again. Fuck it just because I like snuggly things doesn’t mean anything. I nod. And sit with my legs curled under me, pull on blanket over my legs and grab a pillow to hold across my lap since I feel Hedwig would be a bit much, is it accidental that it has Captain America’s shield on it? Nope, not even a little. It’s my shield now. His soft smile greats me when I look up at him. He walks over to the chair and takes a seat.

“So umm how did you find me?” I look down as I pick the corner of the pillow.

“It wasn’t hard to track down the address that was associated with account I was sending money too. Since it’s a business its on the invoice.” He says calmy. I nod my head.

“I did not know that…” Maybe there is away I can fix that.

“You really should use a P.O box for your business its not safe otherwise.” He tells me with a hard edge. It makes me want to whimper. See like I said I’m not sensitive, sometimes. It seems hard to the strong willed female alpha half with our mate. No not mate. Bad Renee.

“I guess I will look into that.” If I survive but I don’t add that.

“What were you watching?” I look up at him with what I am sure is dumb founded face because why would he care.

“Umm Harry Potter?” It comes out as a question for reasons I don’t know.

“Are you asking me or telling me I can’t tell.” He says with a smirk.

“Tell, yes that’s right defiantly tell. I am watching Harry Potter. The first one. I had planned to watch all of them the weekend.” I somehow found my voice and confidents only to ramble like an idiot, I would smack my forehead, but I am just going to act like it was normal and not draw any more attention to it.

“So, The Sorcerer Stone?” Okay back to dumb founded as I feel my jaw drop and eyes go wipe at him. “And based off your choice of movie, clothes and glasses I’m assuming you are a true Potterhead. Though for some reason I see you more as a Hufflepuff rather that Gryffindor.”

“I… I …. Um…. Huh?” I seem to have lost the ability to speak. Was he a wizard? Did he just do wandless magic? He just chuckles.

“The bedding and the apron from last night also tells me you are probably just as much into Disney.” He keeps saying words and I just keep staring at him. Then it hit me. He is pointing all this out because he is naming reasons for needing to reject me. After all he is an alpha and these things are some of the reasons I am perceived as weak. Yep, because I enjoy things other than training and fighting, I am weak. I close my mouth and lower me head.

“I’m a Gryffindor because I am brave and have a lot or courage. I am also proud of who I am no matter what people think of me.” I don’t add in that given the chance I could show I can be a leader. Because that would show to much or me that he hasn’t earned. Every alpha in the world would fall over themselves for a female alpha. Add in the fact that I double as an omega which only comes around every few hundred years and yea, I am an asset. I just want to be more that. Yes, they would take care of my Omega side and use my alpha side. But I would never know if it was real. Was it me they truly wanted or was it was what I could give them? History as not been kind to those like her who were open about it from the start.

“I can see that. But you also seem hard working, kind but able to handle your own, love food and a bit shy regardless of how you acted last night when tell me off. Meaning you shouldn’t be underestimated.”  He says. I still haven’t looked up at him wondering what the point of this is.

“Yes, but just like Harry could have been Slytherin or Gryffindor according to the sorting hat. I could be both too. There is nothing wrong with being two things. I just choose Gryffindor.” Okay that might have shown a little more cards then I should have.

“That is true there isn’t anything wrong with that at all.” I can hear his smile. Though I really don’t understand what its for. “You look like it is at the end of the movie?”

“Yes.”

“So why were you crying?” He asks and I look up through my lashes not really raising me head.

“I don’t know what you mean.”

“I hear you through the door and your eyes were red.”

“Oh.” I say. There really nothing to say to answer that would make sense so I go with the truth no matter how revealing it may be. “When Quirrell tried to get the stone from Harry, and he pushed him away the reason Quirrell started to burn up was because of the love Lilly had for Harry. The fact that she gave her life without thinking about it to save me. Her love was so strong, so pure, that it left its mark. It protects him even after she is gone.”

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