Note: The prompt for this drabble was sunrise.

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They fucked on the beach one night. The morning came too quickly, and they found themselves unwillingly watching the sunrise. The light was casting a soft glow on Petunia's skin that made Barty's chest feel painful.

He didn't understand it, but he kissed her anyway. She returned it with equal passion, but there was something new behind it this time - some emotion that he couldn't identify. She pulled away and stared at him with a grim expression.

"I'm getting married," she said flatly. He blinked in confusion, mind racing to remember when he had been drunk enough to ask her to marry him.

"To a muggle named Vernon," she finished. His shock quickly turned to anger, and he narrowed his eyes.

"You're marrying some filthy muggle?" he spat out venomously, and she glared at him.

"He's normal, which is exactly what I want in my life," she retorted, and he laughed cruelly.

"You don't know what the hell you want," he replied coldly. She clenched her jaw, standing up and wiping the sand off her dress.

"Goodbye, Barty," she said, her voice devoid of emotion. She turned and walked away, and he watched her go.

He couldn't bring himself to leave, so he watched the rest of the sunrise alone, feeling strangely numb. His stomach was churning, and he felt sick, though he didn't understand why. He should have been relieved. Instead, he just felt empty.

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