Remember Me [ Fred Weasley ]

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫 / 𝑷𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆

{ Song: Flicker by Niall Horan }

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I wonder if it's possible to say for sure if it hurts more to break or to be broken. If any person claims that it's easy to break a heart then I can say with confidence that they have never loved at all, because if you truly love them it will break yours too. Maybe the worst part is that you only have yourself to blame for the things that you have done, and in the same moment that it becomes clear that none of it can be undone, is when you realise that you did love them. That here and now has suddenly become there and then. That it's over.

Theo looks between me and Draco in a few seconds of painful silence as three of us are equally surprised, but for very different reasons. For the first time since I fell for Fred, I have admitted out loud that I love him not only to myself, but to Draco as well.

"Please tell me that this is not what I think it is" Theo says eventually.

"Told you she would come to her senses eventually" Draco says with a smirk, as if he has somehow come out as the winner of this disastrous mess.

I'm instantly pulled out of the state of shock and shame that has had me frozen since Theo walked through the door. The reality of what happened slaps me across the face and makes it impossible to even try to convince myself that this is just a stupid joke or a nightmare or my all too vivid imagination.

This is none of those things. The heat from Draco's lips still linger on mine and my breathing has not fully recovered from the way it had been taken away by his hands that had touched parts of me that were meant only for a person who wasn't and isn't in this room. The parts that were meant to be touched by Fred.

"It seems that I finally regained them as soon as I stepped away from you" I say before I turn to Theo with my tongue tied as I desperately try to come up with a good thing to say, "Theo, this is not- I mean, it is, but it isn't-"

He just keeps staring as if he can't quite comprehend the scene that he has just embarked upon, and he looks as if he is about to either laugh or yell but it's near impossible to predict which it is going to be.

"Draco, you didn't seriously-" Theo says and his gaze darkens again, "She said no and you kept going? Are you fucking sick?"

"You have such a soft spot for her, it's pathetic" Draco scoffs arrogantly, "But no, Theodore, even if she could have stopped moaning long enough to speak she made it quite clear that the word no wasn't the first thing that she would have said, and when she did I stopped"

With only one wish in my heart, I close my eyes and try to tell myself that what he's saying isn't true. I must have said no sooner. Why didn't I say no sooner?

"I need to- I have to go" I stutter and push past Theo through the door, "Please don't... don't say anything about this yet"

The shock and surprise has faded from his face and he looks at me hesitantly as if I'm asking for a lot.

"You shouldn't keep this a secret" he says quietly.

"But it isn't your secret to tell" I answer him, "Just please, don't... please"

When my words don't seem to convince him, I lock his eyes in mine and after a few seconds of feeling the guilt that has filled every corner of my mind he nods in a silent agreement.

Without looking back, I turn to hurry out of the Ravenclaw dormitories. I should never have agreed to being in a room alone with Draco. Maybe there were ways that I could have made it even clearer that there was no part of me that wanted him back. Maybe none of this would have happened if I hadn't been standing so close to him, or maybe I would have stopped him sooner if I hadn't let myself drink so much that my actions were too slow for my thoughts. This is all my fault. It's my fault for not saying no soon enough.