Fearne Brambell

𝑀𝑒 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑖𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝑔𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑒𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑜𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑤𝑎𝑙𝑘; 𝐼𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑝𝑜𝑜𝑟 𝑔𝑖𝑟𝑙 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒

[Fearne Brambell @fearnebrambell]

@affettuosomagic //im watching u

[Fearne Brambell @fearnebrambell]

@shestroubIe alone had only solidified that need.

[Fearne Brambell @fearnebrambell]

@shestroubIe herself better access.

When she spoke, it was quiet but true.

“I’ll come with you,” she whispered, pressing her lips to the corners of Harriet’s mouth. “Or I’ll wait - at the flat. Our flat.”

She hadn’t spoken of it, but a flat was what she wanted with Harriet. This brief time

[Fearne Brambell @fearnebrambell]

@shestroubIe as day. They were drawn together by some invisible force. Parting ways just wasn’t an option. Not for Fearne.

[Fearne Brambell @fearnebrambell]

@shestroubIe continued, trying to keep her thoughts organized while her mind raced. She was overcome with a need to keep her, if only for another night more. “- you’re not interested in anything serious, b-but I think we both know we’re not done with each other.”

It was bold, and yet plain

[Fearne Brambell @fearnebrambell]

@shestroubIe about Morgana. I you were my first kiss. My first-…”

Her eyes welled with tears and she took a moment to steady her breathing. She was determined not to cry.

“I got attached. I’m-… I know that’s not what you want. I know it’s not what we agreed.”

[Fearne Brambell @fearnebrambell]

@shestroubIe these days, a sign she was on-edge and stressed.

Her bottom lip wobbled, but she was holding it together even if only just.

“You were my first,” she blurted, explaining despite her resolve to just let things end the way Harriet intended. Some things just needed said. “I lied

[Fearne Brambell @fearnebrambell]

@shestroubIe one there to share the space with, lest she break down during their inevitable meeting.

She picked at her cuticles, the edge of her thumb bleeding.

[Fearne Brambell @fearnebrambell]

@shestroubIe it wasn’t a reunion. If Harriet had wanted her she’d have pursued her as relentlessly as she had the previous term.

Her lesson was out early, so for once she was the one waiting for Harriet in the usual place. She looked stiff and uncomfortable, and she was glad there was no

[Fearne Brambell @fearnebrambell]

@shestroubIe red and heart rate certainly not slowing.

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@shestroubIe the tiny squeaks from their pot become more clear, but so did the pounding of her heart rate. A quick, fluttering thumping filled the air between them, and Fearne blushed as she realized she’d missed her mark a touch.

She ended the charm with a flick of her wand, cheeks cherry