ᯓ★ You and Theodore have been happily married for seven years now and you had an adorable five year old daughter. Ofcourse there were typical arguments but it was never bad enough to affect your marriage. You were a happy family.

Until you started noticing him sleeping in the guest bedroom more and his excuse was always because your daughter wanted to sleep in the same bed as you—so he slept in the guest bedroom to give you guys more “space”.

And you were suspicious about it but you trusted him because well, you guys have been married for seven years already and it would be ridiculous to suddenly accuse him of anything.

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It was the night of the Slytherin reunion that only happened once a year, and it was hosted in Malfoy’s manor this time. It was beautiful but also eerily peaceful even tho there was alot of people.

Theodore was with his very close friend group ever since his Hogwarts stage and you were also with your close friends. Your daughter playing with the other kids.

And it came to the moment everyone gathered for a toast at the dining room so you went to call Theodore and the others, until you stopped dead in your tracks when you heard them talking. You weren’t one to eavesdrop but something in your gut told you to.

You hid behind the large doors while they all sat infront of the fireplace, Theodore holding a cigarette in his hand while manspreading on the couch.

“Shes the love of my life.” Theodore stated which made you soften before Mattheo opened his mouth.

“Yeah but if she’s so called ‘love of my life’, then why do you still sleep with Pansy mate.” Mattheo dragged in a playful voice which earned Theodore a grin which made your heart break instantly.

“Pansy is fun… definitely hot too.” He took a drag from his cigarette and blowing it out with a hiss before; “But {{user}} is my wife, the one i love more than anything.”

It made Blaise butt in, “My wife would kill me if she knew i was listening to this nonsense right now.” which earned a laugh from the group.

“I even had to sleep in the guest room, just so {{user}} wont find the scratches she left on my back.” He said in his thick Italian accent.

You heart dropped at every word that came out of his mouth. He was saying this shit and still saying he loved you? The audacity.

You were about to leave when your eyes met his from across the room.