I know this is short, but more is coming.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter
I apparate to the front step of my house, not excited like I had been just hours before, but triumphant. I opened the door and stepped inside, to find Harry pointing his wand at me.
"Out. Get. Out. NOW!" he roared, "YOU WHORE! HOW DARE YOU COME BACK AFTER WHAT YOU DID?"
"You hypocritical pig, how dare YOU call ME a whore, after what you've been doing with that bimbo?" I reply in a calm voice.
"That was different! I'm the chosen one, I should get more girls! And you're not good enough, I need something more than you." He pauses to breath. "You aren't good enough to cheat on the chosen one. And to cheat on me with Malfoy, then show me? That's low. And you got your wish, it hurts. It hurts like hell to know that you'd do this to me. After all these years, and it's him you love." he starts to sob. "How could you cheat Gin? I thought you loved me, I really did. But you had me fooled. You were cheating on the chosen one." I cannot believe him. Is he serious? He's not even gonna beg forgiveness for what he did? And actually admitting that he thinks I'm not enough for him? What did I ever see in him?
"You. Pathetic. ARSE! How can you say any of that? You're never played the chosen one card before! And don't forget YOUR cheating, Harry. But you know what, you're hurt. Damaged. Possibly beyond repair. You've paid for what you did, and then some. I'll leave now. And the kids are mine. Goodbye Harry Potter." I accio all of my stuff, and some of his, out the window, then walk away and don't look back, even though he begs, I don't. Not once.
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