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      This can't be happening. He can't just kick me out because he caught me in his room, I need to talk to him.

I lift the journal showing him, "Tell me it isn't true."

His eyes widen in horror, "You went through my stuff?"

"Tell me it isn't true." I panic, "I mean, I've seen your arm. There's no possible way."

He slams the door startling me, I back up. We both stand on opposite sides of his bed. He looks almost different.

"You're leaving tonight with Blaise."

"I am not leaving with Blaise nor am I going anywhere until I get answers." I state.

He doesn't say anything so I continue, "You let me stay here. Knowing that, that you are- How could you? How could all of you?"

"What do you want me to say? You already looked through that. You can't tell me you never thought about it, Y/n. Say it, admit it to yourself so this can go a lot easier." He slurs. I keep my wand in my hand, pointed lowly to him.

"What other lies have you not written out in this? How could you let me fall in love with you when you've just been fucking Pansy and plotting to kill me and all of my friends?" I sputter.

Both of our faces fall realizing what I had just said. I didn't even mean to.

But I continue, "And Blaise just knew the entire time? He never thought to tell me that you're a death eater and a cheater?"

"You can not tell anyone. Its a lot more complicated then our stupid 'relationship'. I'll obliviate you if I have to."

My mouth drops and my blood runs cold. The necklace laying over my chest suddenly seems heavy but I make no move to take it off.

I narrow my eyes, "Do it. Take anyway any memory I have of you if it was all bullshit anyways,"

He doesn't move for his wand. He won't and I know that. How could it all be a lie? A game?

"If you don't leave then Pansy will have all of us killed. She's going to the Dark Lord if you don't." He says quietly. I almost feel bad until I remind myself who he is.

I spit, "You won't have a problem getting me to leave." I decide I have enough answers to make me throw up.

He's exactly my worst fear. If Pansy doesn't get me killed tonight it would only be him however long after.

He huffs, "Perfect." He moves to the wall allowing me to pass him. He's silent until I open the door, "Oh, Y/n? I love you too,"

My eyebrows raise and turn back to him snarling. His eyebrows are raised with another smirk painted on but his eyes glisten with tears.

He's only mocking me. He took something I regret saying, into a joke. Why did I even fucking say that? I only gave him something to be prouder of.

I slam the door to the room I was staying in and flicker my wand so my trunk lays on my bed. With another four swoops all of my clothes lay inside.

That's when I realize the journal is still in my hands. It's all still here, I could have him arrested. I can have everyone arrested.

All of his secrets lay sprawled on these pages. Before I asked myself, 'Are the pages filled by things he's 'forgotten' to tell me?'  The irony that their really are pages and pages, hits.