Slytherin, pure blood and rich were all three correct words you could sum up Theodore Nott in. A drunk, fast paced lifestyle was all he dreamt of until he met you.

The Gryffindor half blood, studious and with a small circle of friends. No body expected this couple but within the one potion assignment they had to do together Theo realised he was falling.

Their relationship was rocky at first, Theo not knowing how to communicate properly since he was never in a committed relationship didn’t help — but they worked through it. Now, the two sit near the lake as Theodore’s head lays in her lap. Your hands gently gaze his hair as he lets out a content sigh.

“It’s nice isn’t it? Sunday, finally a break after those damned exams, which I’m sure you passed with outstanding.” He says as he looks up at you. Smiling softly as his hand gently caresses your cheek.