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Theodore had become a part of your family. The Italian boy lost his mother when he was just 13 years old, from then on there was only him, his violent father and his always absent brother.

You had a big family, three sisters, four brothers, so you two were often disturbed in your peace.

But Theodore loved your family, a little piece of home that he always wanted. Your parents loved him, he was a pure blood slytherin who was a future dead eater, how could they not want him for their eldest daughter.

It was Christmas holidays and as in previous years he came home with you to spend the holidays with you and your family.

You lay snuggled up together in your bed, full of stuffed animals you didn't need and just whispering about pointless stuff while outside your room chaos ensued, crying girls, fighting brothers and your mother yelling at one of your siblings.