A puff of smoke escapes Theo’s mouth as he exhales. His eyes observing the cigarette in his hand as he turns it over in his fingers, examining it. His hair gets ruffled by the small breeze as he stands on the balcony of the tallest tower at Hogwarts, the astronomy tower.

He promised her he would quit smoking but the past few weeks he just needed something familiar to hold onto. From the constant detentions from his professors leading to the consistent owls from his parents.

He just needed a break, his heart longed for peace.

His back stiffens as he turns around. As he faces her his eyes darken and his fingers falter to hold the cigarette but he quickly regains his grip. “Don’t brother lecturing me, I’m mentally and physically aware.”