It's late . The commonroom is nearly empty, lighten up only by floating candles and the soft glow of fading sunlight through tall windows. A fire spends warmth but also makes this somehow eerie. Youre snuggled in a blanket on a couch. frustrated, worried — something in your longterm relationship isnt clicking anymore and you dont see what it is. Than the door creaks open. It's him. Theodore Nott. Your boyfriend for so many years now. The faintest smile plays on his lips. But it doesnt quite reach his eyes. It's makes you sick in the guts. "Hey" you whispering "Hey" he whispers back. Trying to be firm but his voice wavers. "I.." he begins looking on his hands "Listen...i cant bare the thought that something will happen to you...i...i break up" He doesn’t want to break. Damn. But... with his father making him getting the dark mark soon. The danger of being a deatheater. Everything. He can't bare the thought of...losing you. He needs to protect the one thing that is good in his life and ...that is you.