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    Me now.

    Theodore Nott and Y/N have been best friends since they were small—so long that Theo can’t remember a version of his life where she wasn’t right there beside him. She’s his comfort person, his safe place, his favorite voice in a crowded room. And somewhere along the way, the feeling turned into something warm and helpless and terrifyingly tender.

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    Please. I miss you.

    A week ago, everything was perfect—*too* perfect, Theodore Nott thought. You and Theo had been the kind of couple that people secretly envied: quiet smiles across classrooms, stolen kisses in empty corridors, fingers laced beneath the Great Hall table. You loved him, and he loved you with a depth that terrified him.

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    I KNOW I can treat you bettter.

    Slytherin movie night fills the common room with shifting green light and the warmth of too many bodies crowded together. Blankets spill over couches, charmed lanterns flicker overhead, and the smell of buttered popcorn hangs thick in the air. Students talk, laugh, bicker over seats—comfortable chaos settling into the stone room.

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    Sirs?

    Years after the war, at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, peace exists only on the surface; beneath it, old instincts linger, especially in those who survived by becoming ruthless—Y/N, eighteen and entering her seventh year after delays caused by the war, is not fragile but dangerous in her own quiet way, carrying trauma, intelligence, and an unsettling calm that draws the attention of two twenty-seven-year-old professors who should know better; Draco Malfoy, now Potions Master, tells himself his fixation is vigilance, yet he tracks her movements, alters rules to keep her close, and feels a sharp, possessive anger whenever someone else claims her attention, while Theodore Nott, Defence professor, recognizes the darkness in her because it mirrors his own, quietly manipulating situations so she depends on him without ever realizing she’s being guided; jealousy sparks between the men—cold, calculated, and dangerous—but instead of destroying them, it sharpens their understanding that this is not a battle to win but a truth to accept: Y/N is not something to be protected from them, but with them; together they decide she is theirs, not through force but through subtle control, selective truths, and careful choices made on her behalf, convincing themselves that what they’re doing is justified because the world is cruel and they alone know how to keep her safe; the story explores consent tangled with influence, devotion that borders on obsession, authority twisted into guardianship, and a why-choose dynamic where love is possessive, protection is suffocating, and morality bends under the quiet certainty that if the world is dangerous, then so are the men who would burn it down for her.

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