#finnifer

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I need to do this while I'm drunk otherwise it gets confusing and I start feeling like you were lying the whole time again and then I can't talk to you. That's why I know I won't regret this because you do care. Dirk talks shit. I love you, Jen. I'm always going to love you and you didn't even let me say goodbye or anything. The last time we had sex everything was still perfect between us. - FFrazer

Things will never be perfect again.

I was not lying the whole time. I have three reasons I broke up with you. I'm going to set all of your thoughts straight.

1. I could not be with you knowing I have been with someone else in the same way. You deserve better than that. Even you should agree with that.

2. Wren and Dirk were never going to trust me. They are your best mates. Their real and true acceptance meant the world to me, but it never came.

3. I belong here. I am safer here. I am safer with these two blokes I grew up with, despite how they treat me half of the time.

That's it, Finn. I love you, too, but we will both move on and fall out of love and it's all human nature. It is part of being human and being a teenager.

You can say goodbye now. 

I am really sorry.

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No, it's the truth and you need to know it, I'm still going more crazy over whether you're okay than over the fact that you had sex with someone else. I want you, babe. Hey, you hadn't tried Guinness, had you? I have half a pint left if you want some now. - F.T.F.

We cannot do this, Finn. You're drunk, I'm assuming, and I don't want you regretting these owls in the morning so I'm going to cut the both of us off now. Dirk told me not to speak to you, as well, so I am respecting that final wish of his. Okay, Finn? Please go to sleep and don't owl me anymore.

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I love you. I don't care what you did I love you and I want to be with you. Forever. - Fish

I’m so sorry

I love y

No, Jennifer, stop it. Stop.

Stop it, Finn.

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Clarity || Finnifer

Why couldn’t Cassius or her father just apparate to the village, or close to the village? The train rides were always painfully long. The scenery was all the same. Staring at it only made her stomach hurt. She had a little case of motion sickness, hence why she always had upset stomachs after quidditch matches. Eventually Jen forced herself to sleep and was only awoken when the train came to an abrupt stop. Her trunk on the shelf above, which wasn’t as secure as she could have made it, came tumbling down. “Dammit,” She sighed. Leaving it where it was, knowing someone would put it in her dorm for her after she unboarded. Stepping off of the platform, she brushed flat the skirt her mother had forced her into wearing. You have to look presentable on your first day back. Jen pulled the coat closer to her body. She was thankful her mum had made her wear tights, too, or else her bare legs would have been absolutely frozen. A man off to the side asked if she wanted to walk back to Hogwarts or fetch a carriage. She opted for carriage because her white flat would have sunken into the slushy like snow and given her feet a nasty case of frostbite.

She stepped into the carriage, almost slipping on the wet rail. She had rotten luck today and that made her absolutely nervous. What was next? Was she going to trip while walking up a flight up stairs, possibly break a bone? The thought of seeing Finn again, though, after this long week apart made her heart beat pick up. She was anxious to see his face and his green eyes again. The carriage stopped and she stepped out, taking the final strides towards the Entrance Hall. As she strolled in, she wrapped her arms around herself, embarrassed by what she was wearing. Her eyes searched for Finn and they landed on him after darting around a few times. With the smile on her face growing, she quickly walked towards him, throwing her arms around his neck and holding on for dear life. Jen breathed in his sweet scent, the same one she could have sworn tickled her nostrils when she was studying amortentia in Potions. “Do you want to walk?” She asked, pulling away. They had some things to talk about. Not too much since they’d kept each other up to date in their daily owls. Jen had a secret of her own she was excited to spill, but she would hold off until they figured out what they need to. First things first -- what were they?

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I don't know. By all of it, I suppose. I don't know. I'll go and look for Gladys tomorrow. I don't know where she's got to, but I don't think she's programmed to hate people. Then again, that's what I thought about Thomas. - F.F.

Are you going to be okay? - J.S.

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Well it's official, you're the only one who doesn't hate me, and you're the one with the most reason to. Missing you already, F.F.

Who do you think hates you? You’re wrong, by the way. No one hates you. It’s silly to even assume so. 

I miss you, too. - J.S.

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Finn! Finn!

Why are you leaving? I thought we were having a good time?