The Years Between || G.W

2006- Emma's POV

***A/N*** Before we start... holy shit? 11 000 reads!? Thank you all so much, my mind is totally blown right now. What started as a way to kill time in quarantine has now become two, nearly three books full of love and loss, happiness and sadness, and a lot of hard work. Thank you all for supporting me the way you do and I'll be back next week with a new chapter!

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I want to get married.

I know, I know what all my friends are going to think when I tell them that, but it's true. I want to get married and Travis is the person that I want to do that with.

Will Violet come to the wedding? Probably not. We haven't really spoken since that blow-up we had. Will George come to the wedding? Well if Violet isn't coming I doubt that George will. Lee and Walter? Maybe. I don't think they like Travis very much and I'm pretty sure that they'd rather cut off their left testicles than see me take his last name.

"What are you doing?"

Travis steps in front of my view of the telly, "Aren't you supposed to be at work?"

"My shifts got changed," I say to him, "I work tomorrow instead."

He stares at me for a second, almost as if he's trying to figure out if I'm lying or not. Apparently, he's satisfied with my answer because he sits on the sofa beside me and takes the remote out of my hands, "I'm not watching whatever pansy ass shit this is though."

"Course not," I say to him. I look at him out if the corner of my eye before I decide that he's in a good enough mood to cuddle with on the sofa.

"What do you want to do today?" I ask him, "It's rare that we have a day together."

It's not rare. Travis still hasn't found himself a job. I told him about the position at Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes and he laughed in my face and called my friends idiots and 'why the fucking hell would I want to work with idiots Em? Go make me a tea.'

"I want to sit here. You go do whatever you want to do," He says gruffly.

I stay quiet for a minute. What's the point of asking him for a marriage when he doesn't want to do anything that I want to do. When he doesn't plan dates like he used to. When he treats me like this.

I know I don't have to be treated this way, I know it, all my friends know it, if my parents weren't in Azkaban they'd know it. But... I'm getting older, and there's no point trying to find someone that wants to give me exactly what I want in life so...

"I want to get married."

The silence that falls between us is deadly. I'm terrified of what is going to come out of his mouth next.

"Married," He says in a very dry tone, "You know how I feel..."

"I don't want kids either," I say quickly, "I just want you."

Travis moves so he can look at me properly, "If we get married. None of your fucking friends can come. I don't need them to embarrass me in front of my family."

My heart breaks but I nod slowly, "Course. Family is everything."

"It's bad enough that you don't even have any," Travis says. He sighs and takes a minute, "No kids."

"No kids," I repeat and I swear to Godric himself I can hear my heart shatter as I say that. I've always wanted my kids to grow up beside Violet's and Walter's kids and now... I'm signing that dream away for something as foolish as marriage.