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Fading away. by stickyfingers

Format: Short story
Chapters: 2
Word Count: 3,266
Status: WIP

Rating: Mature
Warnings: Strong Language, Mild Violence, Scenes of a Sexual Nature, Substance Use or Abuse, Sensitive Topic/Issue/Theme

Genres: Drama, Fluff, Humor
Characters: Albus, James (II), Rose, OC
Pairings: Other Pairing

First Published: 10/31/2011
Last Chapter: 12/18/2011
Last Updated: 12/18/2011


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I hate what I've become.

Chapter 2: Lazy Saturdays.


Lazy Saturdays.

Unngh this bed is so comfortable.

"Lorr, dear, wake up now.." I clamped my eyes shut. I will not get up, even if my life depended on it.

"You lazy ass! GET THE FUCK UP!" Dom screeched in my ear, causing me to fall off my comfortable bed.

"YOU CRAZY LOON!" I screamed back, hauling myself up from the floor, using the bed for help.

"But I want breakfaaaast," Dom whined, stomping her foot like a toddler not getting her way.


"Lorrie. Lorrie. Lorrie. Lorrie. Lorrie. Lorrie. Lor. Lor. Lorrie. Lorrie."



Bitch.. wakes me up for breakfast. Who the flaming heck eats breakfast at - Oh. Its 10:00am. heh.

I swore quietly as I got up and headed downstairs. In my pyjamas.

"Aren't you going to get dressed?" Dom called after me, before coming downstairs to meet me.

"I'm going back to bed after this, so there's no point," I replied casually, sauntering out of the portrait like I owned the joint.

"Skip with me!" Dom squealed, grabbing my hand and skipped down to the great hall, dragging me after her.

I sat down in the middle table, where the Wotter's minus Al, sat.

I grabbed some pancakes, and syrup, not intending to eat them. Looking around the great hall, I sipped my pumpkin and glared at everyone who looked my way.

James sat across from us, without Arabella today, thank merlin.

"Morning Dom, morning Lorrie," He called out cheerfully, it made me wanna puke. I hate mornings.

I merely grunted his way, before looking down at my plate. Meh.

Dom hadn't noticed I wasn't eating, instead she was having eye sex with a Hufflepuff. I feel sorry for Dom; he's a bad kisser.

James however, frowned at me. "Why aren't you eating?" He asked me, sounding genuinely concerned for my well being.

"Not hungry," I told him curtly, before turning to Dom.

"Dom, I'm going to bed," I mumbled quietly.
"Yeah sure.." Dom said distractedly, still staring at the Hufflepuff.
"Hey, you! Stop undressing her with your eyes, Perv!" I called out to the Puff, who had gone a great shade of red.

I winked at Dom. "Trust me, he's a bad kisser," I told her as I got up and stretched my legs.

"How do you know?" I heard James call out to me as I started walking away.

"There were many kisses before you, Potter. " I laughed quietly as I exited.


"You're fat, Lorrie," Ronnie spat, waiting for the tears to come. Growing up with this boy and his mood swings, I learnt not to take anything he say's seriously.
"Oh really?" I mumbled, keeping my eyes on the book I was reading. I was in second year, he was in third. "Yeah, that's why no one likes you, freak." He laughed, wanting a reaction from his words that had no effect on me whatsoever.
"Just because I can transform and you cant," I quipped back with a sigh. It was one of our daily fights, over me being a metamorphmagus and he wasn't.

"At least I'm normal, you fat freak." He growled, hitting me on the arm.
"Don't hit me!" I growled, putting the book down with a slam.
"You're a coward, Ronnie. You're mean, cruel, and a shit head. How can we share the same blood? You're a coward Ronnie! A COWARD!" I screamed at him, before running off.


I woke from the memory panting. It was since that day, he started being mean to me. I will never understand.

I clambered downstairs with my lovely guitar, and claimed my favourite seat by the fire. I loved that seat because you're near the fire and you have a view of the outside.

I didn't hear him come in until he spoke.

"So, why don't you eat?"

"ARGH! Jesus Al, you scared me!" I exclaimed, my hand on chest like I was going to have a heart attack.

"Answer the question." He demanded.

"I'm not hungry most of the time, okay?" I snapped, my face heating up.

He squinted his eyes, as if he's trying to figure out something.

"You're lying," He accused, a smirk hidden behind a cough.

"How would you know?" I questioned, feeling curious. Has he been watching me?

"I've been watching you," He told me. "You haven't eaten since you've gotten here." He smiled lightly.

"Why are you talking to me? You hate me." He snorted at my question.

"How could I hate you? I would never hate you." He told me, a frown etched on his face.

"You pushed me out of the boat in first year because you thought I was a whale," I pointed out, eyebrows raised.

He stood up abruptly, before looking at me. "Its what I do," He said before disappearing up the boys dormitory staircase.

What just happened?

A/N: Hai! Second chapter! As usual, I own nothing except for the plot, Lorrie and Ronnie. Also, Arabella. Sorry its not great, its short. Comments on Al so far?
Reviews would be lovely.