Hey Y'all. So I know I am getting ahead of myself by writing a million and one stories at once, but all of these ideas came into my head and I am so freaking excited about them... so I figured what the heck, might as well put these good story ideas to use (well in my opinion they are good story ideas...) ... and here you go. This is a Post-Hogwarts fic (my first EVER, which isn't surprising because its not really my favorite time period to read, but whatever.) Also, this fic will be in first person, centered around some minor characters. Please let me know what you think of the story in a review and if it is even worth continuing.

Thanks,

RAB

T H E . O T H E R . W O M A N

P r o l o g u e : L a b e l s

I love him. Unfortunately I am not the only woman who can say that. You see I am what you would call "the other woman." I just so happen to be in love with a married man and he claims to love me back. Why is love so strange? Why did it have to be HIM that I fell in love with. And no. It is not just lust; I am one hundred and one percent positive that I am in love with the guy. Oh why, why did he already have to be married.

I had gone to school with him and there we had rarely conversed, if at all. We were in two different houses, I a Gryffindor, him a Slytherin, so of course we would not possibly be caught dead together in a civilized conversation. I had my friends and he had his. Sure I thought he was cute, but what girl didn't think he was unbearably attractive? And I am positive he found me attractive as well, not that I am trying to brag or anything. Unfortunately, then I wasn't his type. My mouth was much to large and my ears were even larger.

See I was what you people would label a gossiper, drama queen, princess, bitch... take your pick. It doesn't matter. They are all the same to you. My fellow students only saw me as someone who would gossip to no end, though I am so much more than that; I was so much more than that.

He, however, didn't like the spotlight, like I did. He was a little bit of a loner, preferring not to be part of any gangs, especially Draco Malfoy's. Sure he had friends and even girls chasing after him (we can call them, sluts, okay?), but through and through he liked his peace and quiet. Of course, just because he likes to be alone, that doesn't mean he is a shy, sensitive, and kind guy. Oh no. He still has an attitude and thinks himself superior than the rest... typical Slytherin, huh? Of course he was arrogant, big- headed, and thought more with his pants than his brain...

And then there was her. She was just another one of the sluts following him everywhere he went. Sure she was prettier and classier than the other sluts, like Pansy Parkinson, but she still would wear those low cut shirts, way too much make-up for her own good, and skirts that barely covered anything at all. She didn't really care who it was, but she would follow around any half decent looking male; whether it was Draco Malfoy, Blaise Zabini, Theodore Nott, or perhaps on the rare occasion a good looking boy from one of the other houses, they followed them just the same.

You could argue that she kind of sounds like me, I suppose perhaps she does a little, but I like to think I wasn't THAT bad. It's not like I STALKED boys, well with the exception of Viktor Krum, but come on what girl didn't when he came to our school during our fourth year (well, with the exception of Hermione Granger... who ended up "getting" him in the end...)? You could argue that I have attachment issues, like when I was dating Ronald Weasley back in sixth year or Seamus Finnagin in fourth year, but come on, I was a teenage girl. Which girl isn't attached to her man a little too much (well except, once again, Hermione Granger... Wow that girl is just too perfect for her own good)?

Oh. Pardon me. I believe I forgot perhaps one of the most important things of our entire story. My name. All of our names.

My name is Lavender Renee Brown and I am madly in love with Theodore Davis Nott, who just so happens to be married to Daphne Viola Nott (nee Greengrass).

And as much as I hate being the "other woman", how else am I suppose to be with the one man I have ever truly loved? Believe me, I have attempted to just simply "walk away", but walking away from a loved one is the hardest possible thing for just about everyone to do.

Besides, really now, what is so wrong with the term "other woman" anyways? Besides the fact the it is wrong to have an affair and the "other women" often break up their lovers' marriages... But really, its not like we WANT to do any of them (well most of us don't anyways...), we just so happen to be in love with a man who is suppose to be "off the market".

Believe me, I wouldn't be doing this if I was not in love with the guy, but I am and I cannot help myself. He's like chocolate or a good piece of gossip, who you want so badly to put it away and forget about, but you can't because it so good and special that you feel the need to hold onto it and never let it go.

And its not like it is just my fault. Theo could stop seeing me; he could say he couldn't do this to his wife anymore, that he couldn't bare to hurt her, but he never did and I assure you, he never will. He needs me the same way I need him and I'm not sure that that will ever change.

I know he loves his wife, but not the same way he loves me.

I know I should walk away from the whole ordeal, but I can't. I really am in love with him and I can't just simply let him go.

Besides, its not like I even know his wife. She's probably doing the same thing with some other guy that her husband is doing with me. She's probably off having an affair with Blaise Zabini, or even her own sister's husband, Draco Malfoy (she always did have a certain fondness for him and I know she was jealous when he married her younger sister, Astoria.)

Well, we could always look at the brightside. At least there are not any children involved in this whole big mess... yet. Oh boy.

All three of us our in our early twenties and I know Theo and his wife are not yet ready to have children, well actually I would not be surprised if Daphne was, but I know for sure Theo is not ready to have a couple of little Theo Juniors running around.

I have to wonder though, if he did have children, if Daphne did get pregnant, would he leave me for good? Would he honesty just drop me in the dirt and end everything we have had so that he can concentrate on his real family? What if I was the one who got pregnant? Would he leave his wife for me? Would he support us? Or would he simply forget about us, forever?

I don't think he will ever leave me. I hope he doesn't.

Daphne and Theo have been married for four years now; Theo and I have been together for two of those years; and I must say, they have been the best two years of my entire life, including all of years at Hogwarts. And mind you, Hogwarts are some of the best years of everyones' lives.

My family and friends keep pushing for me to settle down myself and get married, but I couldn't. I can't possibly leave Theo and he is the only one I can ever imagine getting married to (which wouldn't happen unless he left his dreadful wife... cross your fingers and hope he does.)

Mum and Dad want me to get married so that I can have children. Them and my grandparents both want me to have children so that they can "have grandchildren (or great- grandchildren) before they die".

Oh please. It's not like they are THAT old and neither am I. There is still plenty of time for me to settle down and have children (preferably with Theo.)

Nobody knows about me and Theo; I'm not quite sure what I would do if someone would find out. I imagine I would be quite embarrassed, but that still wouldn't change the fact that I am madly in love with Theodore Nott; I just wish he wasn't married.

I honestly don't think Daphne knows about us. Theo never talks about her when we are together and me and Daphne rarely see each other, if at all.

Everybody makes it seem like being the "other woman" is so scandalous and bad, but come on, wouldn't you do it to if it was the only way to be with the one man you truly loved? Perhaps now you would say that you would never be the "other woman", but if you were in my situation and in love with a married man as much as I was, then I assure you, you would probably be doing the same exact thing that I am doing now.

Perhaps if we had discovered our love sooner, perhaps if it was before he had married Daphne, then perhaps everything would have been better. Rather than trying to meet with each other in secret, we could be deciding on what house we wanted to buy together and what to name our children.

It would have been better if I realized my love for him sooner, but since I cannot change that, I must stick to what I am already labeled as...

The Other Woman.

My whole life I have been labeled as one thing or another. Nobody can simply accept me as a unique individual. At school I was the gossip queen, drama queen, bitch, princess, whatever. At my workplace people labeled me a slut. But if you really had to pick one label for my life, I think it would be safe to say that it would be The Other Woman.

So? What do you think so far? I know that was REALLY REALLY short, but it was just the prologue to test if the story would be any good. I'd love for y'all to review with any ideas/ suggestion/ thoughts/ corrections that you might have for me. The next chapter may not be out for a bit, because I'll be trying to work on my other fics: The Untold Story of Isabella Lestrange, Trapped, and Sweetest Lies. I'm nearing the end for Untold Story and Trapped, so hopefully I can try and finish those soon (my hopes are by the end of summer...). Anyways, let me know what you think of the prologue and the minor characters I have selected.

Happy Reading,

RAB
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But I am serious. Review. Please!

Preview of next chapter:

"Please respond ASAP to inform us if you can come to the wedding and who your date will be...

Oh bugger. My date?"