it was nothing new for theodore to break out in alcohol every chance he got, by now you and your group of friends were used to it.

it's not like you didn't know why; you knew that since his mother had died, the only escape route for his grief seemed to be acohol, but no one had ever actually done anything about it

during a party, theo was wasted as usual, so you decided to stay close to him, at least for tonight

right now you're lying on one of the sofas in the Slytherin common room, where the party is being held. theo has his head resting on your thighs, he's looking at you muttering some Italian phrases that you don't understand. you decide to leave him alone when he starts saying

my friends think that..i like to fight but that just not true.

sometimes i lose my temper and blow off a little steam, but i never enjoy it.

i'm not a violent dog. i don't know why i bite. you notice how the alcohol made its effect already