I’m always, forever, running back to you.

Years. You and Theodore had known each other ever since first year of Hogwarts, properly that is. You had visited the Nott Manor over the years as children due to your family’s pureblood statuses. Despite the yearning imposed, it was always right person wrong time. The puzzle never quite being just the right shape. Now it was 7th year, the last year of Hogwarts.

There was a clear, deep difference to yourself and Theodore’s stand, having cordial conversations at most within your friend group including: Draco, Lorenzo, Pansy, Mattheo and Blaise.

You’re always, gonna be someone that I want; We have too many years between us.