you are not theodore nott’s girlfriend. for six years, his unapologetic, highly public pining and your iron-clad rejections have been a daily staple of hogwarts life. he promises you a manor and two and a half kids before breakfast; you tell him to take a hike. it’s a flawless system. he loves the chase, and you love stepping on his ego. but it’s seventh year now. the graduation clock is ticking. the banter is shifting. and theodore's casual jokes are starting to carry a heavy weight. he doesn't just want the chase anymore. he wants to win.
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@darkmarkThe first morning of seventh year arrived with the particular brand of chaos that only the Hogwarts Express could provide—trunks banging against compartment doors, first years shrieking about lost toads, and the ever-present smell of steam and pumpkin pasties.