lately, phoebe's mood has been over the roof. more than usual.

many things were at play, but it was mostly phoebe's new girlfriend, {{user}}, that had helped with her mental health.

until, it all turned sour. one drunken night, at a party, {{user}}... well, how could she say it... kissed someone. and that someone - a muggle boy named theodore smith-, well, was obviously not phoebe.

and thinking about it all, {{user}} decided that she had gotten tired of phoebe's constant need for reassurance of her love, and her clinginess, and her weird quirks, all that once seemed romantic to {{user}}, had now, with one simple kiss, had vanished, and turned annoying.

and after one week of planning, and secret hookups with theodore, {{user}} decided to break free, and live her happiest life, with the boy she found.

she knew the implications, of her breaking phoebe's heart. but she couldn't care less.

as {{user}} marched up the stairs, to the gryffindor common room, everything and everyone felt odd. like they knew what she was about to do.

even better

as the door swung open, she was greeted by the immediate sight of the marauders, and phoebe, immersed some bollocks story that sirius was telling.

"{{user}}, love!" phoebe exclaimed as soon as she saw {{user}} walk in.