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La respuesta de como enamorar a un potterhead.
La perfección está fuera del alcance de la humanidad, fuera del alcance de la magia.
Harry Potter y el Legado Maldito.
En todo momento esplendoroso de felicidad hay una gota de veneno: la certeza de que el dolor volverá.
Harry Potter y el Legado Maldito.
prey. theodore nott x reader
summary: theo is unsure whether or not reader loves him from how closed off she is, causing him to fall into a mix of feelings that can bring no good.
warning/s: swearing, angst, pansy being an ass
slater’s note: n/a
theo’s eyes fixated on you from across the room, a frown stitching deeply into his cheeks as he studied you, letting his thoughts getting the better of him, once again.
your face was scrunched up showing your frown lines as you deeply studied with your fingers tapping against the desk, eager and eating up the information you read.
you were a bright girl, something theo dearly admired of you; always calculating, demanding of answers, never not thinking critically. you were smart, with a heart full of bliss and good intentions.
but never with him.
the moment you laid eyes on theo, the moment you had met him, you had felt different than you had ever before with any boy you had acquainted with. with his soft brown eyes that always held mischief and brown hair that curled when wet and even at the rarest of times, he was bound to be the death of you.
his smile was straight but also rare, and his posture held power and dominance and he loved you more than you could handle.
and he knew it.
theo took ahold of the seat that was placed next to you, his lips pressed into a thin line before he took a seat next to you, immediately placing his hand on the nape of your neck, rubbing it as if relieving stress built up in your posture, something he could tell that was circulating through your body as you slouched.
you glanced over to him, giving him a soft smile, “hi, love.”
“hey,” his voice was soft and it made you melt as his hand traveled from the back of your neck to your cheek, his thumb swiping against your cheekbone repeatedly and slowly, admiration in his eyes as he studied your features.
you shied away slowly after a few minutes, feeling a strange tension build up in your stomach, making your cheeks turn red and shoulders scrunch up as you seemed to lower yourself in your shell.
and just like that, theodore’s paranoia begun to eat at him once more.
°•
“face it, theo,” pansy shrugged, circling around the chair he sat in, “she just isn’t that interested.”
“oh shut it, pansy,” lorenzo pulled the girl by her collar, sending her to the seat next to him on couch, beckoning her to shut his mouth with his annoyed frown. “you know y/n loves you.”
“sure doesn’t act like it,” draco mumbled, taking a seat across from them.
enzo scoffed, shaking his head, “you’re not helping.”
theo was prey to his anxiety and paranoia, especially when it came to you. and it seemed when he needed reassurance most, that everything was alright, his friends never really came in handy.
“he asked.”
“you don’t have to be a dickhead about it though,” blaise shook his head before looking to theo. “she loves you, mate. she just isn’t a generic girlfriend that wants to be loved up on.”
“that’s fucking weird,” pansy’s face scrunched up at blaise’s explanation causing enzo to pinch her harshly. she winced away quickly.
blaise sighed roughly, shaking his head, “stop being an ass, pansy. boys don’t appreciate it.”
she scowls.
theo sighs, his fingers pinching the bridge of his nose in slight irritation and frustration. it hurt him to think, he knew something was wrong, even if you would say otherwise, there was just something very wrong and the way you reacted to his touch and affectionate words, proved his thoughts true.
he wished you wouldn’t keep it inside.
“you think i should just end it, for her sake?”
“theo, you’re just a paranoid fuck-“
“end what?”
you were paused in the doorway of the slytherin common room, your hand tightly gripping the frame before slowly making your way into the rather cold and dark room.
you felt a level of intimidation with the multiple sets of eyes set on you.
they were always unnerving to you, his friends, a lot to swallow with their big egos and large chested prides that made them hold their heads high.
everyone had the upmost respect or fear for the group. you included.
“hi, lovely,” theo reached out to you as the rest of the group slouched lowly in their seats, eyeing you, causing a feeling of uneasiness to set in your stomach.
“hi.. theo,” you sat yourself on the armrest of the large chair he sat in, angling yourself to look at him, shielding the two of you away from the rest of the group. “you alright?”
“of course,” he whispered, taking ahold of you gently and pulling you to his lap.
your cheeks turned red, resisting the urge to wiggle too much.
blaise bit his nail, taken aback by theo’s whole change in demeanor, no longe clouded with gloom but rather relaxed, melting into the chair, but blaise could see the unease in his eyes.
“alright,” blaise stood to his feet, “i’m going to the astronomy tower to…smoke some muggle dope..”
enzo got up almost immediately, linking arms with blaise before hauling pansy to her feet, giddy for a high.
“well c’mon, malfoy,” enzo looked down to the platinum blonde eagerly, “no time to waste, the weed won’t smoke itself.”
he got up reluctantly and rather slowly like his bones were full of age, finally leaving you and theo alone.
“are you alright, darling?”
“i’m okay,” theo nodded unsurely, adding a smile on hopes to convince you, but he knew better.
“theo..” you tilted your head slightly, concerned eyes swallowing him whole as he adjusted himself and his arms around you, “love, what’s bugging you?”
“y/n, dear,” he swallowed, his finger tips lightly tucking a strand of loose hair behind your ear. “i don’t.. want you- i don’t want to bother you with my worries, that’s all, love. it’s nothing.”
he reassuringly clasped your face with his rough hand and you sighed, laying your own hands on his face, “please tell me.”
he’s hesitant, theo’s eyes reaching to the carpet layered on the floor as you studied his face intensely, dragging your fingers against his frown lines.
“y/n, i’m worried about you,” he whispers, beginning to fiddle with the hem of your skirt. “i feel like i’m trapping you into something you don’t want to be in.”
“that’s silly-“
“is it?” he practically cuts your words off with a raised brow, “you burry everything up, y/n, half the time i don’t know whether or not you even like me.”
“why haven’t you told me before?”
“you didn’t ask,” he shrugged lightly, almost with a twinge of humor. “you keep everything inside.”
“i don’t mean to,” you pressed your lips together, brushing his hair from his face. “you know i love you, theo, you know that right? i just… i’m not used to people wanting to hear what i have to say.. or how i feel..”
“just keep your heart open,” he whispered, taking your hand into his own, pressing his lips against your knuckles lightly. “otherwise i don’t want to fight it.. if you won’t.”
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