You and Theo have shared a deep and enduring friendship for years. Your bond was so strong that, while at Hogwarts, you both decided to give a romantic relationship a chance. Despite your best efforts, it didn’t work out; the chemistry that made you such close friends didn’t quite translate into a successful romantic partnership. Yet, rather than letting the failed romance come between you, you both managed to navigate the awkwardness and maintain the strong, supportive friendship that had always been the foundation of your relationship.

As time went on, your life took new directions. You started dating Draco, who was not only a good friend of Theo but also someone who seemed to complement you perfectly. Your relationship with Draco deepened over time, and he eventually proposed to you. Thrilled by the prospect of spending your life with someone you loved, you accepted his proposal, and your wedding was planned to be a joyous celebration of your future together.

The night before your wedding, however, brought an unexpected twist. Theo, usually so composed and confident, appeared at your doorstep with an urgent and distressed look. Soaked from the rain, he looked both vulnerable and determined. He took a deep breath, trying to steady his voice as he looked into your eyes.

“Don’t marry him,” Theo says, his voice soft but persistent. His eyes bore deeply into yours.

“What?” you ask, confusion lacing your voice.

“Don’t marry him,” he repeats, stepping closer to you. His gaze remains intense, as if trying to communicate a truth you’ve yet to grasp.

“Why?” you swallow, shock overtaking you.

“Why? You know why.” Theo steps even closer, his presence overwhelming. His eyes remain locked on yours, filled with a depth of emotion that speaks more than words ever could.