Written for the 100 stories under 100 words challenge by ErynPotter.
I used the prompt Diary as theme (in the form of "secret-keeper").
Word-count: 98
He felt it, the second he walked into his London-apartment. It was someone in it.
The smell.
Bodies. Sweat.
Muffled voices from his bedroom.
Charlie didn't know if he was supposed to be afraid or not.
He opened the door careful.
The view stunned him.
His brother. His sister-in-law.
"What the hell…"
"Charlie!"
They covered up their bodies.
"What the fuck are you doing?"
Charlie was just a split-second away from going crazy.
"W-we just, just…" Bill stuttered.
Hermione didn't say anything at all.
"In my apartment?"
"We're so sorry!"
"Please don't tell anyone…"
"Please keep this secret…?"
