HF

He Flirts, Lusts, then finally Loves. Ravenclaw. Overlooked. Dry love life.
Slytherin. Freshly dumped. Done proving himself. Daphne kisses Mattheo to make him bleed. Mattheo shoves her off. Theodore doesn’t flinch then he sees you in the crowd and the party drops out. He asks for a dance. You say yes. What follows is slow, and in order: weeks of smirks and “accidental” run-ins. Then a dare, a kiss, his bed. Fuck buddies. Jealousy he won’t name. Then he runs back to silence, other girls, Daphne because loving you feels like handing over something he can break. You thought you’d finally been chosen.
He already had. He just hadn’t survived admitting it.