here is part two!
Disclaimer: not mine
It hurts. Everything hurts. Why is he here? Come to gloat how he has surpassed me more than either of us could of dreamed, how much happier and wonderful his life was? I stare into his eyes; they are a warm shade of amber today. Oh Merlin! It's pity I see in them. I don't want it. I don't deserve it. Why is he here? Why isn't he off living his perfect life?
I laugh derisively.
"What?" he asks curiously. I can't be bothered lying. It hurts too much.
"Remember when we were kids?" I ask, he nods, "and you used to tell me not to forget you when I was the most popular girl at Hogwarts and you had no friends –" my voice cracks and I turn away, unwilling to share my tears.
"You are popular Vic." my heart breaks at his childhood nickname for me. I haven't heard it for so long. I sniff, "no. I'm not"
"Merlin Vic, you have so many admirers. Just check out all these flowers." I sit up, glaring at him through teary eyes.
"I'm part Veela, Ted."
"I'm sure some people like you-"
"No they don't. And you know why?" my voice is climbing to the point of hysteria. All the emotions I've spent six years suppressing bubble to the surface. "Because of you! You hate me and everyone loves you. So they hate me! That's why Sarah Parker hexed me today! Because I was going to talk to you and tell you- but she- she" I hiccup, tears streaming down my face now, Teddy's arms wrap around me, "I don't hate you, Vic. Quite the opposite actually."
"Yes you do" I sob into his chest, "ever since I was mean to you about leaving me behind." Teddy pulls away and his eyes gazed into mine.
"Is that really why you didn't write?" he asks earnestly. I nod and then shudder; my face must be hideous. If there's one thing I've learnt it's that not even a Veela can cry attractively and I'd practically let loose a monsoon.
"It was stupid?" I tell him seriously, "I kept wanting to apologise but then you came home and wouldn't talk to me-" I sniff and wipe furtively at my cheeks.
"I wanted so badly to talk to you but I thought you hated me." Teddy says. I gape at him, "Since we're being honest with each other. Why exactly did Sarah hex you?"
I look away, not wanting to meet his eyes. I feel his hands cup my face; he tilts my head gently till I'm looking him straight in the eyes. I can feel my insides melting at what I see there. "Does it really matter?" I whisper, unable to break the hold of his mesmerizing eyes. "I suppose not?" his voice is low, and makes flutterbys in my stomach. Very gently he wipes my tears away with him thumb, "but I'd like to know." I bit my lip, "she said you didn't need to be harassed by a little tramp like me." His eyebrows narrow, "why would she think you – "his voice trails off and I feel my stomach sinking, oh Merlin, he's figure it out.
"So that's what she meant," he says it more to himself than me. Then he's staring intently at me again, our faces so close our noses almost touch. Oh please kiss me, I hope fervently. But he's still watching me and I know he'll never do it. He's very respectful of females, my Teddy is. With my heart pounding in my rib cage I lean forward. Sometimes a girl's just gotta do it herself…
Review please. now i have to get back to Following the Code. i just couldnt resist writing this down :)
