𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 | 𝐑.𝐖 ✔︎

𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲

Every morning following the Holliday party I've been waking up in a good mood, despite knowing that my break was coming to an end. I'm never happy during my last days of break, which is why this is so surprising.

Everytime the events that happen inside my cottage home replayed in my head, my cheeks can't help but to warm up. And I can't help but to feel aroused when I remember how Ron felt against me and how he felt inside me.

As I prepared dinner, I couldn't help but to imagine doing that with Ron again even though I shouldn't. I knew that It shouldn't have even happened and that I should feel guilty about
allowing myself to do that but I didn't.

Perhaps I'll finally get over Ron because I've successfully gotten that out of my system. Though I'll never loudly admit it, apart of me has been wanting to be intimate with Ron ever since we kissed that day before the game.

And perhaps that's where my said jealously towards Lavender Brown rooted from -- She could easily express her desire and not even be judged for it, or be called a traitor to your own kind or most likely worse. She did not have to conceal what she was feeling.

Huffing loudly, I squat down to pull the chicken out of the oven. My father was returning from France today, he's been gone for two days. I decided on making dinner to greet him, sort of like a thank you for allowing me to throw the party here.

Lucky for me he'd been to drunk during the party to notice my disappearance and weird way of walking. Most people were, Blaise and Jennifer were to occupied to even pay attention to my absence or anything else.

Theodore didn't end up showing last night, truthfully that worried me. I wrote him a few days ago but he's yet to write me back, I'd been tempted to check on him. But I know that his dad probably wouldn't really care for me just popping up at his home.

Yesterday while over for breakfast, I questioned Blaise about Theodore he avoided the question and stuffed his face with eggs. School resumed in a few days and I will get my answer about Theodore's absences.

I felt like everyone in my friend group knew about what was going on except for me. Effie was Blaise's girlfriend or situation so I'm pretty sure that he's slipped up and told her what was going on -- Realizing that, I feel betrayed that she hasn't told me yet.

Perhaps I really need to search for some friends who don't have a knack for keeping secrets. Even if it was all death eater related I feel like I have a right to know what was going on between all of my friends.

I began thinking of plans on how I could confront all of my friends about them keeping secrets from me. I needed to boycott them in a way that'll get their attention. perhaps not help them with their homework for two weeks.

The sound of the front door opening has excitement shooting through my veins, when my dad sees that I cooked without the help of anyone he's going to be proud.

I set the chicken down on the counter along with the other foods that I've made. As I make my way to the foyer, I brushed my hands on the light green apron that I wore.

"Good Afternoon dad--" A warming smile plastered on my face as I spoke loudly but it quickly drops when I see the tall figure behind him. "What the hell are you doing here?"

A grin spreads on the boy that's standing behind my father sepia toned face at my words -- Zachariah Moons was my aunt Gemma's oldest son, and the one who they feel like deserves the heirlooms way more than me.
He was a year younger than me, but due to me having a late birthday were in the same year.

Zack was a asshole and was a daily reminder why I don't want any children. Gemma acted like he could control everything so much more than me, but I don't even think that tosser can spell his first name backwards.

"Mind your words, Rebekah." My father warned through gritted teeth.

"Are you not so happy to see me?" Zack playfully taunted and I sneer. I just seen him Christmas and unfortunately I don't have the energy that I need to deal with him again.

Zack being here a few days before I returned back to Hogwarts wasn't any good. It meant that something was going on underneath my own nose once again -- and I was overly tired of things going on underneath my nose.

"What are you doing here Zack...?" I questioned firmly. My arms folded over my chest and I glared at him, showing them both that I'm being serious right now.

Zack gestured his head towards my father, looking at the older man he looks somewhat irritated with my questioning. I know that he found my questioning disrespectful to me but in this moment I didn't really care.

And I was not giving up easily on this. Whatever the reason for this I was going to know right now, even if that results in me being grounded my last few days.

"Zack's going to spending some time here," Father finally speaks out but from the way that he sighs afterwards I know that it's more to it.

I frowned, "For what--? I am leaving for Hogwarts in two days daddy, Zack's gotta be back to school also." I reminded calmly, not exactly understanding this.

"Zachariah will be attending Hogwarts with you for now on."

My stomach drops down too my feet when those words left my dads mouth. From the sound of it, my pestering little cousin will be attending Hogwarts with me, but that's stupid so I think I heard the wrong thing.

"I think I might have heard you wrong." I laughed humorously with a forced smile that makes my dad sigh. "Please repeat yourself, dad--"

"I will be attending Hogwarts with you from now on." Something sinks inside of my chest when Zack clarified those words.

For the past years that I've been attending Hogwarts I've done my own thing; Although I'm a blunt person, and I'm the same at home as I am at school, I do not ever want someone that I'm related too attending school with me.

So suddenly, the remembrance of what I did with Ron clouded my brain and the fear of that being discovered with my father hits me. I feel my stomach twist up and my cheeks went salty.
My father could not find out about that.

Regret.

A bunch of regret filled my body, thinking about how terrible this could play out. All it's gonna take one snark remark from me and I'm sure that Ron would be throwing the fact that I let him fuck me in my face.

If the wrong person heard and it got back to Zack my life would be ruined. I could end up loosing everything -- And everything that my father worked so hard for could go down the drain because of me -- it was so selfish of me.

"Zack's going to look after you for me." My father gives me that bull crap reasoning for Zack's appearance. I have been looking after myself for a long time, every time he's overly ill, every time he's vanished to go searching for my no good mother for days.

I didn't even need looking after, nothing's going wrong inside my life right now. Well, nothing wrong that I don't have perfectly good control of and can't put a end to.

"I made dinner," My words were calm and collected and Zack looked confused.

"Rebekah," My father sighed.

Nodding my head towards him I turn on my feet and rushed upstairs. My chest raised and fell at a fast pace at my every move, feeling like
it was about to burst open at any moment.

How did he expect me too be? Happy that Zack's going to be pestering me for the rest of the school year? Happy that he's probably just another person who's in on all the secrets that
my family and friends are keeping from me.

My room door flys open at my presence, slamming itself shut as soon as I'm inside. I snatched the apron off of my body and threw it on the floor with a huff. If I would have known that my dad going to returning with a surprise, I wouldn't have cooked dinner for them.

I plopped myself on the chair in my room, allowing anger to seep throughout my body. Was my life going to be a living hell now on? Could I not do anything without Zack being there to breathe down my neck?

Fluttering my eyes shut I think about how different Hogwarts was going to be down.
Thinking about one person in particular.

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Short chapter.
I didn't read over this.