[Harry's POV]
Watching them dive in the blue water that acts like a wave on their skin puts a smile on my face.
I was sitting on the bleachers, my legs crossed with my hands cheering them up as their coach guided them through.
However, my attention was drawn to the man who came to sit beside me.
"We found the information you needed," he reports, taking out an envelope.
I scoffed and then thinned my lips as my eyes grazed the writing on the paper.
"I guess it's your father who gave the order for the explosion, to have you activate it"
Darting my eyes to and fro, I exhaled and then threw my stare at the boys who were waving at me.
"I'm not going back there" I whispered, dumping the envelope and paper on his thighs.
A lot rang through my head now as my breath came in short.
I'm never going back... I'm never going to be what they say I am... I'm never going to be his weapon.
