Ok, so this if my first story on here so please be kind… Well, try anyway. Constructive criticism is warmly welcomed though. This is just a little plot bunny that jumped into my head while on the bus so let me know what you think and how I can improve in anyway. Cheers – heart-breakn-baby
All his reasons
He sat up, swung his legs over the bed and reached down towards his pants.
"Please don't go, don't leave me again", came the whispered voice of his lover.
He sighed audibly and turned his body to face her.
He ran a hand through his red hair and sighed again before speaking, trying to keep his voice level.
"I have to go, you know that", he told her.
He hated this part, seeing the forlorn look in her eyes before he left, it hurt him more then he cared to admit.
Their love was forbidden; it wasn't supposed to be like this. He was a married man, for goodness sake! He wasn't supposed to be running off in the dead of the night to meet her, to make love to her. He should be at home, with his wife, sleeping after making love to her.
But he wasn't, he was here. With the woman he wanted more then anything in this world. Touching and caressing her, exploring her body as though it were the first time he had done it although he had done so many times before.
Her voice broke his train of thought, "You always leave. I feel as though I'm only getting a small part of you. I care for you, Bill, what you're going back to isn't what you want, and you know that. Why are you doing this?"
"Damn it, Hermione!" he yelled out "You're not the only one that cares for me. I have a family to go home to, a wife and two children to look after. Do you really expect me to just drop everything for you?"
She didn't answer so he continued, " I have responsibilities. What kind of a man would I be if I just left them? Would you really still want me after seeing how easily I walked out on my family?"
"You're right Bill, I'm sorry" she said, tears threatening to leak through her well-placed mask. "Go home, go be with them."
"I love you, Hermione, you must know that." He told her before leaning down and picking his clothing up off the floor.
He pulled his shirt over his head and looked over at her nodding her head. He watched as she sat up, the blanket falling just enough to reveal her supple breasts. She looked angelic with her chestnut hair falling in loose curls past her shoulders and her deep brown eyes watching him.
He finished dressing, sat down on the bed and wrapped her in his arms.
"I love you more then anything in this world but I can't be there for you all the time, I have my kids, they need me. More then you do", he told her gently.
She nodded again and he kissed her cheek gently.
He got up and started towards the door. He was reaching for the handle before she spoke again, this time in a harsh tone "Don't come back Bill"
He froze and turned to look at her, his mouth hanging open in shock.
"Don't come back," she said again, "You're right, I can't have all of you but I can't just take the little bits and pieces you keep throwing to me every now and then either. It's unfair and I refuse to be hurt like that. I need you to let me move on with my life"
Her back was straight and her hair was covering her breasts as she spoke and then, she turned away from him as if to dismiss him.
He stood there for a minute, mouth still open before realising what she had said.
He looked down at the floor for a moment then spoke, "If it's what you wish, I have no choice to comply."
"It is," she said simply "I'm sorry Bill but I can't do this"
He nodded and turned back to the door. He turned the handle, took one last look at her and left, closing the door behind him.
He stood outside the door for a minute, leaning against it a little, listening to her sobs and his own tears fell before he apparated with a crack.
Back in the room, Hermione's tears had finally come to a stop. She looked down at her flat stomach and spoke while stroking it, "Well, little one," she said " Looks like it's just us, I'm sorry"