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“Mates, guess what I just witnessed!” James said excitedly as he met Fred and me on the pavement in front of the scarlet train.

“Stop calling me your mate. I’m a girl,” I scolded him, again.

“Could have fooled me,” he smirked cheekily. I narrowed my eyes at him before I smirked too.

“Just because I’m not a prissy little princess that demands your attention every minute and is a spoiled little brat, just like a certain Thomas, does not mean I’m not a girl,” I told him fiercely.

He shrugged me off and ignored the jibe at his girlfriend of one month.

“You’re missing the point!” he said in exasperation. “I saw Teddy and Victoire,” he said and my heart skipped a little bit. I knew that though Teddy was different still when he was with his mates, I still couldn’t help my feelings for the bloke. That was, until James’s next word. “Snogging!” he finished with huge eyes. “I saw Teddy and Victoire snogging,” he repeated as if we didn’t hear him. “Anyway, I’m going to go tell my Dad!” And he was off, and my heart was crumbling.

Fred looked at me sympathetically for the longest time and I knew he really did know. He’d probably known for years now, really. Fred enveloped me in his arms and I shut my eyes tight to stop the tears.

It shouldn’t have surprised me really. Teddy and Victoire had been dancing around the prospect of getting together for ages. And I was and would always be just a cute kid to him that he saved on a broom once, and jokingly called me his Mrs. from time to time. Much less time now, to tell you the truth. I know that when I proposed that Teddy and I were too young to get married, but it didn’t stop me from thinking of our future. I truly was smitten with the Metamorphmagus.

But I made a promise to myself that day, when I was hugging Fred back tightly as if I were about to fall to pieces at his feet. I promised myself that I’d move on that day and the rest of my life. I’d move on and stop loving Theodore ‘Teddy’ Remus Lupin, because he was smitten with someone else. Though that someone else could be considered a cheater because she’s part Veela. But it’s not really about that, I guess.

It was two more years before I got the letter from my Dad, telling me that Teddy had proposed to Victoire and they were planning on a summer wedding.

I was to be a bridesmaid. Ironic, in a way, isn’t it?

Needless to say that my friend Ogden helped me get through that reception.

It was another year later, in my seventh year at Hogwarts, that Alfie Jordan finally got enough nerve to ask me out. I was skeptical at first, because we were best friends, and I didn’t want to ruin that. But in the end, I decided to go for it.

James and Fred had a hissy fit, saying that we’d break the pack apart. Alfie and I promised them that no matter what happened in our relationship, the pack came first, and it would never ruin that. The boys finally agreed, and Alfie and I hit it off really quickly.

It wasn’t long into my relationship with Alfie that whenever I thought of Teddy it was a dull ache rather than a stabbing knife. It hurt less with Alfie, and I laughed more.

I lost my virginity to Alfie, and I’m glad that it was my best friend. Alfie and I were companionable and we always had fun, but I knew that in the long run that something was missing from our relationship. I ignored it for the longest time, deciding that I’d worry about it when the time came. And it did. Two years later. I had joined the Holyhead Harpies team right out of Hogwarts, just like my Mum and Aunt Ginny.

Alfie, Fred, James, and the rest of my family came to our first game of my second season to root us on. And we won. And I went to celebrate with my family at my second favorite place in the world. The Burrow. Grandmum cooked and we had a large cookout going on, with a bonfire and fireworks.

“Abigail!” Alfie yelled to get my attention over the blaring music that Fred and James had set up.

My eyes lit up as he smiled at me and kissed my cheek.

“Come with me, I want to show you something,” he whispered in my ear as he took my hand and headed for the pond that was around the other side of the makeshift house.

Whatever it was that Alfie had wanted to show me, I never thought that it would be that. But it was, and my eyes misted over with unshed tears as I stared around us at all of the fireflies. And then I looked back at him to find him on one knee in front of me with a very nervous smile.

I’ll never forget his facial expression when that one word left my mouth.

“No,” I whispered. I took a step away from him. There was a collective gasp from behind me and I turned to see that my parents, his parents, Fred, and James had gathered for the event. I even saw Teddy behind them.

“Abi?” Alfie whispered as he stood from his position and looked at me fearfully, and I knew that he hoped he had heard wrong. But he hadn’t.

I stammered my “Sorry, I can’t,” before I ran off, deep into the woods that surrounded my grandparents’ house. I know that I could have been happy if I stayed with Alfie. Content. And I was going to say yes, but my heart and brain teamed up against me, and I knew I couldn’t go through with that three letter word. So, I said the smaller, easier, two-letter word.

Alfie yelled out for me, as did others, but I didn’t respond. I don’t recall how I lost my shoes that night, but I did. And as I ran barefoot on top of rocks, dirt, and sticks, I could only think of one thing.

The thing that was missing, that was wrong, with my relationship with Alfie was that I was still waiting on Teddy. I was still waiting for him to marry me and call me Mrs. Theodore ‘Teddy’ Lupin again.

But that wouldn’t happen. Because he had married my cousin. Because he was happy with his wife. Or so, I thought.


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