For Camp Potter: Arts&Crafts

Prompts: Tangled, meant for more, evidence

Word count 199


She tosses and she turns and she wonders if Harry notices,

wonders if he smells the guilt and another man's cologne on her skin,

sniffing out the evidence that she's been

wandering with more than just her .:eyes:.

Because curiosity always did get the best of a Weaslette

and we are all blood traitors in bed

(or so Malfoy says).

And love and hate or [whatever this is]

has nothing to do with it.

That Slytherin logic has invaded her brain

like a parasitic growth that she wishes she could blame

because he's made her believe that she was meant for more

than hanging on a hero's arm

and cleaning up the aftermath

of a war still b.e.a.t.i.n.g its drum inside her head

keeping time with the ((thrust)) of his hips.

So she spends her nights with her back to her husband

and her Saturday afternoons carving b/r\o/k\e/n promises

into pale, pale skin,

tangled up in silk

of sheets and her own web of lies

she's spun (around herself)

to suffocate her guilt.

But in the end she's tossing and turning

and she's wonderingbelievinghoping Harry notices

when deep down she knows

he doesn't have a clue.