Invisible String | A Harry Potter FanFiction

Pinky Promise (Year 6)

Yesterday, what more can I say about it? Oh my goodness, it was an enchanting fantasy, that was was also a complete mistake! I mean come on, there was a feeling in the moment, but after sleeping on it I gathered up the idea that I like to cling onto the people that will give me love when I loose it. Roger had broken my heart, and I just like when I got together with him, all I wanted was a quick rebound, a way of suppressing my emotions, and ignoring them. These can't be real emotions, that whole afternoon was a dream, a stressful surreal dream. My mum and dad are never there so when there's affection I cling to it for dear life. I'm trying to work on it I swear.

I didn't truly like Fred, this hook up thing we did, was all a complete mistake. I needed to talk to him, but at the same time, I don't know if I can face him. I mean what was he thinking? Was he thinking the same way I was? A casual hook up? Or did he really mean what happened, was he anticipating it, did it really want it? I kinda just flung myself on him anyways. He also probably thought I was a weirdo for basically running away from him last night.

I couldn't focus in classes at all, I ended up flunking my potions assessment, and completely zoning out during our Herbology lesson! I needed to clear my head, it was going a million miles a minute, I needed to calm down. What better place to do it than in the library!

I basically ran to the library, I mean I was zoned out the whole way there after Herbology. The lesson was something about Fluxweed, and I got none of the information that was disrupted, oh well.

I sat down quicker than usual, and pulled out my textbooks and started reading. It was my Advanced Potions book, and I was searching for a Memory Potion, something to help me remember what happened in the past 24 hours. Because if you asked me what I remember, I would answer honestly, I have no recollection of last night. It's like I was drunk.

I was flipping through the pages when I heard a cough to my right. I looked at who it was a did a double take, realizing the one person who was standing there was just the man I wanted to, and didn't want to see.

"Fred!" I say, stumbling a bit.

"Hey Winnie, mind if I join you?"

"Um, I might mind actually, I have a lot of work to do."

"Oh, sorry to bother you then."

He went to leave and without thinking I blurted out.

"Do you wanna talk?"

Fred looked back and raised his eyebrow.

"About?"

"You know what it's about Freddie."

"Well if your talking about last night I mean it was-"

"A huge mistake right?" I blurted out. It came out like word vomit, I didn't wanna be that blunt about it!

His eyes widened, "Um, I- I guess."

"I mean it's classic me right? Just an urge for a quick rebound right?!"

"Um, yea I guess."

"I can't believe I did that I am so sorry Fred."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean I'm confused about a lot of thing right now and I don't think my minds straight right now."

"I can see that."

Fred stood there, a book in hand with his other fidgeting with his hair.

"I mean these can't possibly be real feelings I mean...I just got broken up with, that fucks with your mind sometimes."

"Yeah?"

"I mean, I don't know how you feel about last night, do you...do you want to tell me how you felt?"