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Chapter 10 : Unforgivable
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Warning: This chapter contains self harm and other harmful things. Do not read if you are easily effected by these types of things. Also, if you are a Neville lover I would also advise against reading this. (It bashes Neville quite a bit)
“You’re what?” Ginny asked a shocked look upon her face. “Did you say you are pregnant?” Lavender nodded as she sunk to the floor, sobbing. I stared down at her. She looked so small and fragile, curled up in a ball on the ground. There was silence between, only being broken by Lavender’s choked sobs.
“And is it Ron’s?” Ginny asked tentatively.
“Of course it is. I mean how could this happen. We used protection and everything. Oh Luna, what am I going to do?” she wailed jumping up onto my bed. It was a bit crowded but I liked the comfort of the two girls.
“I honestly have no idea. Have you told Ron yet?” I asked soothingly, putting my arm around the sobbing girl. Lavender shook her head.
“No, he would dump me for sure.” Ginny looked shocked at this.
“That’s it now with the help of Luna and me, you will tell my brother.” With that we escorted Lavender to the boy’s dormitories.
“Lavender, what’s wrong?” Ron asked as we entered the room. I looked around to see that Harry and Ron were the only ones there. To my relief Neville had not yet come up. Lavender fell into Ron’s arms and Ginny had gone over to Harry’s bed where she had fallen asleep. Harry gave me a sympathetic look before climbing into bed with Ginny and pulling the curtains closed. I felt alone just standing by myself in the boy’s dorms. I took a step backwards, hoping to quietly leave, but Lavender pulled me back into the room and stood behind me. There was no way she was going to get through this by herself.
“Luna? What’s going on? What happened?” I looked up at Ron, her resembled George so closely that it hurt to look at him. I pushed Lavender back at him. I knew she had to be the one to tell him her news.
“Ron…” she whispered her voice cracking. “I’m pregnant.” I watched Ron pale as his eyes rolled back and he fell to the floor. He had fainted.
Lavender was beside herself. She said she shouldn’t have told him. She curled up on Ron’s bed and cried herself to sleep. Great, just leave me with all this. I flicked my wand at Ron, levitating him onto his bed with Lavender, before heading back to my own dormitory and trying to get some sleep.
I awoke for the seventh time that night to a dimly lit common room. I knew I wouldn’t get back to sleep that night so I sat up, rubbing my eyes. The events of that evening came flooding back to me. I had made a complete fool of myself in front of the girl I loved. That’s when it struck me. I couldn’t just sit around doing nothing. I had to fight for her, and I knew exactly how. I picked up my wand and summoned a blank piece of parchment and a quill to where I was sitting. Bitting the end of the feather slightly I began to compose my letter to George.
I am so sorry to have to be the one to tell you this, but I think it would be best if you heard it from me first. Luna and I have a thing. Yes, that’s right. She was a mess after we left for Hogwarts. Not eating or sleeping, practically beating herself up for leaving you. That was until I put her straight. I reminded her, what type of person you were and that you had probably forgotten about her. She snapped out of it, well at least I thought she had. That was until I found her tonight. She was writing a letter to you, with tears running down her face. I took pity on her and kissed her. She was shocked at first but then we ended up having a good old ‘make-out session’ as you may call it. Sorry to be the one to tell you this.
Sincerely, Neville Longbottom.
Smirking I rolled up the letter and sent it on its way to Weasley. Since when had I become so heartless? It felt kind of good to be a bad ass; I mean someone had to take over since Malfoy had started dating Hermione. With that I threw the quill at the nearby couch, where the ink came splattering out, and stormed out of the common room.
I finished dusting off the last photograph with a wave of my wand. I was so excited. Luna would be back the following day. It was the early hours of the first day of December and I was already confused with how I should be feeling. Should I be happy that I was with Luna and that this would be our first Christmas as a couple? Or, should I be upset that Fred was not here with us? A loud tap on the window interrupted my confused thoughts. There sat Pebbles with a letter on his leg. I felt my heart swoop as I read the letter from Luna. She was always so sweet and caring. I nearly grabbed a quill to reply to her before reading the P.S part. ‘P.S. Don’t reply George, that would just be silly since we are about to see each other again.’ I sat the quill down, smiling slightly, and went back to my cleaning the rest of the room instead.
Another loud tap on the window disrupted my cleaning. I looked up to see an unfamiliar owl sitting on the window sill. I went over and untied the letter from the owl’s leg. My heart dropped as I read the words on the page. I was so confused. How could this happen? Luna, cheat on me? She wouldn’t, would she? And Longbottom? This was entirely his fault. What did he mean by ‘the type of person I am’? I was still a freaking virgin! What did he know? I felt confined in Luna’s small house; even though I had only just arrived to clean it. I dropped the letter on the floor and disapparated.
I arrived on a cliff overlooking a beach. It was wild and dangerous. The waves would come hurling at the bay, crashing into rocks on the way, before whooshing back out and repeating the process. I felt my hair whipping across my face in the wind. I felt empty inside. The things that meant the most to me were slowly slipping away. First Fred, now Luna was leaving me. The emptiness inside me soon became pain. I looked down at me feet and felt around for the sharpest object I could find. I ran it all across my arms, in a series of short cuts. This time it was different though. The pain wouldn’t go away. Not even with blood dripping down my arm. Taking a deep breath I looked down. The drop was massive; surely it would be enough to kill me.
“Here I come, Freddie,” I yelled before closing my eyes and throwing myself off the cliff. Everything disappeared.
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