ch.70~ Momentary.

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"This is a risky game.

That was too close.

I won't say I  didn't like it, or that it didn't make my blood race in all the right ways,

I just can't help but feel this is going to end horribly.

For all of us."

Recovered Translated Correspondents between Order Member Alexandra Brooks, to Death Eater Mattheo Riddle, 2003.


The safe house, 2003.

Alexandra.


I found myself walking lighter, as if I walking on a cloud.

A part of me hated it, that this new found happiness came from him.

That the hole that had settled in my chest five years ago, began to feel full again, because of him.

Mostly because he was the one who had created the void.

But, he was the one filling it, so perhaps its even.

I knew even with this newfound happiness, this lightness I now carried, that it was all temporary.

All momentary.

Because at the end of the day, we would never share any of this happiness beyond stolen moments in ruins of forgotten places.

That when we were to face each other again, on a mission, and undoubtedly one day on a battle field, that he would stand on the far end, and I would stand on mine.

But for now, for right now, I was happy.

And that was enough for me.

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I always thought Hermione would be the first person I told, when it finally happened.

I'll never forget when she ran into my dorm telling me of her first time, she was a mess.

Said she had made the biggest regret of her life giving it to who she did, but how in the moment nothing had ever felt so right and clear to her.

She never told me who it was, and I never pressed, it wasn't my business.

But I now understand what she meant about it being so wrong, yet so right.

I nodded at her door as I passed it, as if she could see it, understand it, and I kept walking to my room.

Which of course, was empty.

George out doing merlin knows what, like he typically was.

Its funny, being alone.

Usually I would hate it, it would drive me mental, everything would eat at me until I wanted to scream and hit my walls.

But today, I found peace in being alone.

Maybe because a part of me knew I truly wasn't, not really anyway.

The soft creak of the door alerted me before I fully registered Luna's presence.

She walked into the room like a gentle breeze, like she always did.

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