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An Unexpected Visitor
A terrible feeling curls itself around me and I can’t explain the reason again. This woman has never done anything to me, why should that bad feeling be there..... but my gut is screaming for her not to come. I decide to ignore it. “Come round about three.”
An Unexplainable Paranoia
Licking her thumb, my secret spectator flicks over a page. I’ve never seen such worry before. She was never like this at school. Where’s her spirit gone, the sense of adventure? That’s why I fell in love with her. Distracting myself from the depressing thought that my wife might have lost that, I run and open the door.
An Unorthodox Idea
Absentmindedly, I notice the window beside us starting to steam, and with horrid realisation remember the first Dementor attack on the Hogwarts Express, flinching slightly. If I was sat with anyone else they would have asked me what was wrong, but Luna just nods as though she can see into my mind, as if she understands everything.... I want so much for her to talk about something else. I search around in my memory, but nothing’s coming. To make matters worse, I’m thinking more and more about that kiss.
An Unattainable Passion
No,” I persist seriously, “This is what I’m talking about. We don’t have anything. How can we? You’re out of order. So please. Leave.”
An Univited Pubgoer
I’m lying in bed the next morning. Something tells me I drank a bit too much vodka last night because I feel like two trolls have punched my head in. Even Luna’s Dirigible Plum pie doesn’t help my mood.... That’s when you know things are serious.
An Unwanted Letter
Although Malfoy doesn’t know anything about what’s been going on, I still feel as though I’ve personally stabbed him in the back too, not just my wife. Then again, I did stop him from being burnt to death..... but I still don’t think he would understand if I said that I had been seeing his wife regularly as friends.
An Unacceptable Situation
I feel awful for lying, but I really want to keep the mood balanced. “Somehow, I don’t think Ginny would understand and just accuse me about liking you again.”
An Unstoppable Drinkathon
I’m really not sounding like myself. I have to go, but I don’t want to. No. Why should I? Ginny can’t monitor everything I do, why should she? I’m allowed to go out and enjoy my life and another woman’s company! Besides, when Malfoy finds out, and Gin, I’ll probably be a pancake anyway. I laugh again, as an image of a dancing pancake jumps into my mind.
An Unforgivable Act
I don’t even hear what my wife orders, too intent on getting out quickly. I’m not sure if my feelings are displayed, or it's possible that they can be seen from a few metres away, but there is no way in hell that I am going to take that risk.
An Unspeakable Truth
I avoid her eyes and the question which is probably about the worst thing I could have ever done.
An Unplanned Predicament
Deep down though, I won’t run away from this, I know it. Where can we meet? Scorpius didn’t say we had to be on our own, but I feel as though I owe it to Malfoy. It would be cowardly to think and do otherwise, which is why I can’t believe I even thought about writing a letter now.....
An Unsettling Morning
How are we going to manage?.... Wow, I never thought I would be so stuck in this secrecy glue. No matter how much I try and climb out, my tongue just doesn’t function, logic forgotten and lies reborn.
An Unmatched Proposal
My brain switches off for a while, listening to the pair of them talk over things which I have no clue about. I have to owl Ginny later, tell her I’m staying at Luna’s. It’s so relaxing here, and the sun’s even shining. Even though I know I can’t escape from reality forever, it is liberating to have a night away from it.
An Unresolved Mess
“Still in denial?” Astoria arches an eyebrow, walking forwards and making me gulp. “You said yourself, you think you might be in love with two women.”
An Unconditioned Adoration
“It was a mistake,” I whisper croakily, “A big one.....”
An Unfinished Hell
Twenty minutes pass, and I realise how hungry I am. I have to keep up my energy, so scour the fridge for some food. There’s nothing. Malfoy clearly thought ahead. Does he want to starve us? The thought makes sense, but I don’t relay my suspicions to Ginny, she’s worried enough as it is.
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