Hey! So here's the official Sequel in the Trouble series. As usual I am not JKR, I don't imagine for a second that I ever could be. This is just something that popped into my head over a year ago and grew, and can I add nearly took over my life.

There's some swearing in this chapter, and there'll no doubt be more. So you have been warned. And yes I'm aware it's dialogue heavy, I'm an English Language student! I'm interested in what people say and why...

Chapter one.

"Olly, I don't think you love me anymore." Kate wailed, tears running down her already puffy face.

"Anymore? How many times do I have to tell you? I never loved you. It wasn't real. I was drugged."

"It felt real to me." she sobbed. "And if you've never loved me why have you stayed with me all these years?"

"Why do you think? Do you know how much of a fool you've made me into? Do you honestly think I can turn round now and admit what's happened?"

"But why stay with me? You could have left years ago and you didn't. Some part of you must love me."

"You really are stupid! I don't love you, I never have! I never will love you. I would have left the minute the twins told me what you did. But you told me you were pregnant. And I believed you! I didn't stay because of love. I stayed because I felt obligated. Because I thought I had to. And that was all a lie. You made a fool out of me."

"I didn't intend to-"

"That's exactly what you did. Everything you did was deliberate. You planned it. And now you expect me to turn around and tell everyone the truth. I'll be a laughing stock after all the articles that have been printed about us."

"Why do you have to tell the truth? Why do you have to leave?"

"Have you listened to a word I've said? I can't tell the truth. Do you know what people will say if I told them you drugged me? That everything I've said has been a complete lie to keep up the pretence? That I stayed for the first year because you said you were pregnant.

"I stayed despite the fact that you didn't put on an ounce of weight in all that time. Because I believed you when you said you were using a spell to keep you bump hidden, because you didn't like the attention!"

"I apologised for that."

"And then, when the papers found out that you were 'pregnant', you lied again. You told them you'd lost the baby, and how upset we both were! So I couldn't leave you the following year without looking like a complete bastard. And all the while you're telling that bint at the Prophet how supportive I am. So she prints all that!

"All you do is lie. Lie, lie, lie. And you know what? Each lie lands me with another year of putting up with you! Because you lie so well I've lost what should have been the best years of my life!"

"I didn't ask you to quit Quidditch!"

"Too right you didn't ask. 'Olly can't cope with the pressure of fame anymore, he's taking some time off to be with me' those were your words remember?

"I didn't even discuss it with my coach. I got dropped because I became unreliable, because I entertained the media, and made unreasonable requests. Requests that were all made on my behalf by you!"

"I was just trying to make life easier for you. You seemed so stressed. I'm sorry" she sobbed. "I love you."

"Shut up! You don't love me; you just wanted to own me. Well you've got me now, and we're stuck 'til one of us is unfaithful. And it won't be me. I'm not going to be the bad guy in this. You got me into this hell so you can get me out again."

"But Olly, I'd never cheat on you!"

"Then just say you did. Lie. I'm sure it'll come quite naturally once you get started."

"I can't!"

"Why the fuck not?"

He stood at last, pushing away from the candle-lit table.

"Oh let me guess. Because you love me?" he said, mocking her.

"I do. But it's not just that. Daddy's signed the business over to you. As an anniversary gift to us. Ten years Olly. We've been together ten years. Doesn't time fly when-"

"If you say when you're having fun or anything remotely stupid like that I swear to Merlin I won't be able to control myself."

"It's still something to celebrate though. Most people don't last this long."

"Most people aren't living a lie either." he said quietly.

Kate stood up from the small table. It had been arranged to hold the special celebratory meal she had prepared, in the hope that a little romance might lighten Oliver's mood. She rounded it and stood behind her husband. Hesitating at first, she slowly put her arms around his waist and her head on his shoulders.

"I think we could really make this work if we tried Ol'. I love you. I know you could learn to love me. You must feel something, something small at least to have stayed with me this long. So let's try yeah?"

He pulled away, saying nothing. He didn't love her. He could barely tolerate her at times. There were moments when it was all he could do to keep his hands from wrapping around her throat. On a bad day he hated her, on a good one he could pretend they were just two friends living together. Occasionally he wished her dead. She had ruined his life. Everything he had ever felt a passion for had been destroyed with a few words from her mouth.

Kate didn't acknowledge any of this. In her mind she was convinced that Oliver felt deeply for her. He was just one of those men who couldn't admit his feelings. A man who felt it easier to lash out with harsh, cruel words, than admit how much he cared.

Because, to her, that was the real reason he stayed. Not through shame or guilt. But because deep down, though he'd never admit it, Oliver cared. The anger that appeared to flare up constantly was just the manifestation of his passion for her. He loved her, though he never said it. The accusations and insults were an expression of his insecurity. He couldn't have her leave him and so he'd shout and swear, make her feel inadequate, unworthy of another. Threatening her and calling her a liar was just his way of clinging on more tightly to her.

What she had done all those years ago had been foolish. She'd readily admit that. It had brought her true love within her reach though. To her mind they were kindred spirits, soul mates. If you asked her she would say that their love was written in the stars.

A more accurate description would be that it was written in sand. At the best of times a race and a struggle before the tide came in, which it inevitably did. It flowed in and washed away the words, leaving nothing but a faint imprint of what had been, waiting for the tide to roll in once more and erase it completely.

The love they had experienced was barely semi-permanent. A fact which neither would agree to. He would say it wasn't even love. She would of course say the opposite. To her it was the love of grand dimensions, always and forever. To him it was a never ending nightmare that he couldn't wake up from.

He was married to a woman he could never so much as care for. And another man was raising his only son. His 'wife' could never have children. She was neither the woman of his dreams nor the mother of his child.

Ok so that's the first chapter out of the way. I'll be honest right now I haven't got that many written, but I will have soon enough. I'm just posting this now to gage reactions, and because I was bored the other night and needed something for my fingers to do other than writing essays.

I'm not sure when I'll be posting more, I'm in the middle of an essay about the features of Middle English (thrilling trust me), then I have another huge essay and four exams to write before I'm free from the hell that is higher education. So when I've finished University you'll get more posts. Sound fair? I'm finishing on the 6th June, in case anyone was wondering.

Oh yeah and I love reviews from all my lovely readers, old and, hopefully, new!