THE DELUSIONAL ONE
She was having her afternoon tea at her garden den when someone interrupted her.
“Mistress, someone is here to talk to you.”
“Who?” ‘It’s better be not Petunia that bitch would try to take my baby away.’
“She said she was your classmate back then. Her name was Myrtle Warren.”
“Ah, let her in.” The butler nods at her.
If she remembers correctly, she was the most delusional girl next to Petunia. They were classmates but, they don’t talk to each other because she doesn’t care much about her classmates except her two best friends.
Myrtle Warren would claim to be the most beautiful figure in Hogwarts. She always felt that girls were jealous of her because she was very popular, and all the boys drooled for her. (Well, that was delusional.)
But the truth is that she is ugly and plain, but she will insist that she is more than that. Everyone should worship her like a goddess. Merope wonders why was she was full of herself to the point she even tells everybody that she and Thomas are lovers.
“Hello Merope, it’s been a while.” She smiled at her. She nodded at her and motioned for her to sit down.
“Do you need something?” Merope stared at her for a moment.‘She hasn’t changed a bit, still ugly and plain, and she wore heavy make-up and a dress that shows her cleavage, look as if she is ready for something.’
“We may be not close back then,” she was nervous “it’s not like I came here to ruin everything you have, but I just saw Thomas this morning at the amusement park.” She whispered.
“He was with a kid, I thought it was your son, but it was a different one.”
Merope raised her eyebrow and just silently listened to her.
“At first, I thought it’s just a random kid, but I heard that he called him Papa.”
“Are you sure about this?” She suspiciously looks at her.
“I know you won’t believe me, but I heard it clearly that he called him Papa, and I have some pictures to prove to you that he had a kid with him.” She took her phone and gave it to Merope.
“I think he is cheating on you,” she trying hard to sit elegantly. “Why would that ugly kid keeps calling him Papa?”
‘Damn this bastard, I’m going to beat the shit out of him.’ Merope is still looking at the photos and wants to kill his husband, but first, she needs to take care of this stupid bitch
Myrtle is happy to see Merope angry, maybe this is her chance to take Thomas away from her? After all, she is still beautiful but not in a shape like Merope but maybe Thomas might be attracted to her?
“Did you say ‘ugly’ to this kid?” She was still looking at the phone.
“Yes, he was-“ before she could continue, she heard a child screaming towards them.
“Mama!” Harry ran to his mother excitedly. “Mama, we’re back.” Thomas who was trailing behind, “Hello, dear” kissed her on the cheeks as a greeting.
Myrtle was bewildered by what she saw; first, the way Thomas greeted this bitch is so disgustingly sweet ‘it was supposed to be me!’.
And secondly, she saw the kid with Thomas and called Merope ‘Mama’, since when they did have a second child? She was sure they only have one child and named after Thomas, and she was sure about this because she kept tabs about them and hoping for a chance to get Thomas out of Merope’s clutches.
“Did you enjoy your date with your Papa, my love?” she pampered her child with kisses and gave him a warm hug.
“Yes, Mama we did enjoy and Papa was amazing!” He throws his hands up in the air. “He got me a big fluffy lion! He was good at shooting” he then positioned imaging himself holding a gun.
“That’s amazing,” she pats his head then she gave her husband a tight look “why don’t you go inside? Tommy just got home and was looking for you.”
“Okay Mama,” he nods at her “Papa?” he called him who was having a staring contest with his Mama.
“Go on child, we’ll follow you afterward.” He doesn’t know why his wife was looking at him like she was going to kill him. Harry stares at his Mama and Papa, when a maid came in and leads Harry towards the house.
“We’ll talk about this later,” she stood up and angrily points at her husband.
“I didn’t do something,” he put both hands up in surrender manner, “not yet” then he grinned at his grumpy wife.
“Later!” she barks at him, and he eventually just shut up. She looks at Myrtle one more time, “and you, I’ll deal with you later.”
“And who’s this?” Thomas simply looks at the guest in a bored manner.
Upon mentioning her presence, she stood up immediately, “it’s me, Thomas, don’t you remember me?” she fixed her dress to look presentable.
“No,” he said flatly and sneakily put his hand around his wife’s waist to soothe her grumpiness.
“It’s me! The woman who was supposed to be your wife, not that bitch!” she angrily points at Merope.
She hated Merope because she was born into a wealthy family and had everything she wanted. She even took her crown during their prom and was declared as ‘The Queen of Hogwarts’ and even took her man too.
“Wife? You’re not even my type.” Sneers at her, “You’re not even as gorgeous as my wife.”
“Not gorge-“ she stutters.
“So you came here alone, right?” Merope cut her off and smiles evilly at her.
“Y-yes, why would you ask that?” She suddenly felt scared and wants to run away, but she couldn’t move.
“Oh nothing, I just wondering if someone would look for you,” she heard Thomas chuckles.
“Or even missed you?” Thomas continued.
She looked at the couple for a moment and found that something was wrong. Before she dared to escape from them as much as possible, everything turned black.
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“You’re an idiot!” Merope hit Thomas in his biceps.
“What did I do?” He just let his wife hit him.
“You are the most idiot person I have ever met in my life!” She hit him again and again. “You don’t know what did you do, idiot?” She huffed ‘honestly, my husband is not only an idiot but also dumb.’
“I have no idea what are you talking about.” He thought maybe his wife was insane or something.
She and her husband had another gaze game, and she wanted to know where his brain had gone. While they’re busy arguing, the butler was silently dragging at the woman who was lying on the ground.
“You don’t know?” She put her hands on her hips, and Thomas just shook his head, giving her wife puppy eyes.
You bastard dare to put my baby’s life at risk! What were you thinking?” She beat him again this time, Thomas just winced.
“What risks? I did not do anything that will harm him.” He tries defending himself.
“You idiot! Why did you bring him to that filthy place?” She hits him again and Thomas gave her an ‘O’ and he knew what she was talking about.
“He said he wanted to go there and who am I to deny him that?” he rubs at the area where his wife hits.
“Idiot!” She took the vase from the table and throws it at him, “You shouldn’t have done that!” Thomas quickly ducked and went around the table.
“But he wanted to be there” his wife have gone mad.
“Are you out of your mind?” She took her cup and throws it at him and which Thomas dodges again.
“What if he catches some diseases? You know that my child is very delicate!” She points at him.
“I know that, but I can’t help it he looks so happy, and also he told me that it was his first time,” attempting to calm his wife down “and besides he told me he had never been there and I was trying to make his dream come true?” Merope stares at her idiot husband and sighs loudly.
“Okay, fine!” she crossed her arms and glared at him “but, if he gets sick because of that place, I will personally skin you alive. Did you hear me?” Thomas nodded at her.
“My precious baby,” she sobs dramatically, “what will Mama do if something bad happens to him because of my idiot husband?”
“It will be alright, don’t worry too much,” he slowly moves towards his wife who was having a mental breakdown.
Merope gave him a sharp look, and he just shut up, it’s no good to piss his wife furthermore.
“Master, mistress” a maid came in, looks like she was waiting for them to finish arguing. “I think little Harry is sad” it was the first time they fought like this.
“What?!” both of them yelled.
“Well, he asked me earlier if both of you are fighting,” she said calmly. They fell silent for a moment and stare at each other.
“Of course not!” both of them yelled.
“If you say so, but I think he was about to cry and thinking it was his fault.” It was all made up by the maid, and she thinks it worked. They quickly arranged themselves and left the garden den. The maid looked at his master and mistress, shook her head, and started to clean up the mess they made.