Disclaimer: Don't own and never will.
AN: This one is written for The Unheard Of Pairing Challenge by Holly The Sparkling Unicorn. I'm hoping that this works.
It started off as a casual thing.
Fay Dunbar was looking for a bit of fun. A casual sexual partner to enjoy with no complications, no strings attached, nothing. The younger Slytherin girl was looking for an outlet for stress and so was Fay. It was a factor of convenience really. Neither of the two girls wanted to be involved in the war. Neither of them wanted to pick a side and neither of them wanted the necessary complications that came from a relationship. That was all there was to it.
They'd meet up and in abandoned classrooms and hidden passageways, they would have sex to relieve the tension. All fingers and tongues and all sorts of things to one another.
It certainly relieved the tension. The younger girl was beautiful and knew a surprising amount about the subject. She knew all the right places to touch and how, doing things that made Fay scream with pleasure and in turn, something she did for the younger girl.
It was only now, at a quiet cemetery that Fay realised how much more she cared.
The cemetery was an isolated place, with beautiful flowers adorning the graves and intricate carvings and statues of all kinds of magical creatures. Keeping her face covered with a net veil and her black mourning robes hiding her shape, she knelt down beside the grave and placed her flowers, before running her finger along the obsidian gravestone.
IN LOVING MEMORY OF EMMA DOBBS, BELOVED DAUGHTER, FRIEND & HERO OF THE BATTLE OF HOGWARTS. DIED 2 MAY 1998 AGED 14YRS
SHE DIED TO MAKE A BETTER WORLD AND A BETTER FUTURE. MAY HER SACRIFICE NEVER BE FORGOTTEN
It was almost a sick joke really. She had spent hours with Fay and yet it took death for Fay to realise her feelings. If only she had realised sooner that the little twinges she felt when she left Emma after their liaisons was more than just familiarity. If only she had told her that she cared.
Instead, all Fay had were bitter memories and dreams of what could have been.