this chapter contains mature themes. readers discretion advised.
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When I woke in the morning I had an awful feeling in the pit of my stomach. It was constantly turning as I wanted to throw up. My eye felt dry from the night before as I rubbed them gently. Feeling the crust in the corners begin to ball up. After I came back from being with Fred I ended up crying myself to sleep, putting a silencing charm on my room so no one would come running to see what was wrong. I reread Abigail's letter over and over again into the early hours of the morning before my eyes felt droopy. Not being able to keep them open anymore as I softly closed them for the night.
My stomach twisted and turned with the image of me crying into Fred's arms last night down at the black lakes. I felt guilty for showing so much emotion and I shouldn't have. He shouldn't have seen me so vulnerable. I shouldn't have let my guard down. Merlin, I was stupid last night. I let Fred overtake my thoughts and emotions. But that didn't matter. I needed to get ready for class.
I threw the covers off me and slid out of bed. Heading straight to the bathroom and I showered before getting dressed. I dried off my body before hanging up my towel behind the door. Letting my long brunette hair drip wet onto the floor as I walked back into my room naked. I made my way over to my trunk. Pulling out a fresh thong and a bralette before slipping them on. I grabbed out my skirt and a white polo. Slipping them on as I got finished getting ready for the day. Before I left I looked at myself in the mirror. I tighten my tie as I slipped my shoes on. Smiling to myself as I looked pretty damn hot.
I turned on my heels as I went and grabbed my books for the day. Heading out of my door and grabbing my books. I made my way down to the Gret Hall to grab something to eat. As I walked in I made my way over and stood behind Adrian and Graham as I felt Fred's eyes on me from behind. The hall was pretty much half empty as students were heading to class already.
"Are you going to sit?" Graham asked as he looked back at me. His eyes going wide as he saw how short my skirt was.
"No," I smirked as I leaned over grabbing an apple off the table, "I think I'll stand."
Standing up straight before taking a bite out of the apple. Shooting a look over at Emily before I turned on my heels again. Looking off to the side as Fred's eyes were glued to me. Taking another bite out of my apple before looking away from him. Heading back towards the doors and making my way to Potions class. Smirking to myself as I needed something to make me feel powerful again.
Emily, Adrian, and Graham all joined me in the halls soon. All four of us walking to Potions as the boys followed behind us a little. Gawking over my ass practically hanging out.
"You seem like you are back to yourself," Emily stated, turning my head to look over at her.
"What makes you say that?" I asked.
"Nothing you just seem a bit chipper than usual," She beamed all of us turning the corner and heading into the classroom. Walking over to our regular table and set our things down. Professor Snape was still nowhere to be seen. He was probably still rolling around in his bed. Disgusting when you think about it. The four of us began to giggle as Graham talked about something that happened over the break. I wasn't paying much attention as I was looking towards the back of the classroom. Waiting to see Fred come walking through.
It only took a few more moments before he came walking in with George and Lee by his side. Heading over to the table the normally work as, while I repositioned myself. Making sure that I was letting him see exactly what he wanted to see. Class today should be interesting.
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