I rushed to put on a bikini, trying on different ones to see which would flatter me most. I chose a pink floral one in the end and put on a flowy summer dress on top. The doorbell rang and I rushed to the mirror glancing at my hair just to make sure it wasn't all messy before opening the door.
"Hi Mommy!" They said in unison.
James and Darcy ran in to go play and Harry took his hands out from behind him, revealing a bouquet of peonies.
"Oh, Harry.." I whispered, amazed.
"I still remember you favorite flowers. I haven't forgotten anything." He replied, just as if he had read my mind.
"Come in, please."
He smiled at my reply, or at the expression on my face which was much more gratifying. He passed by my side but then decided to retreat a bit to peck my lips. I looked down and went to the kitchen, not wanting to talk about it.
"There's nothing to be ashamed of, Y/N, you're my wife."
"No, Harry, I'm your ex wife." I replied, handing him a the plate with the hamburgers.
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FanfictionY/N and Harry are divorced, but there's something that makes them see each other: their two children. Discover the truth behind the couple and their divorce as things get better or worse.
