ᯓ★ Theodore is the epitome of a cocky, slytherin playboy. He is tall, muscular, handsome, a ladies man, captain of the quidditch team, and one of the most popular guys in school, together with his friend group Lorenzo, Mattheo, Blaise and Draco.

You’re the complete opposite. You’re bullied, a nerd, with not a single real friend to count on, teachers are the only social interaction you have (besides when you have to ask bullies to leave you alone), and books are your escape.

You two are opposites and unmatchable.

But one name sorting for a project group is about to change everything, and when it does, what’s stopping the Slytherin Boys on making a cruel bet?

Nothing.

˚˖𓍢ִ໋❀ —

First, you started off as a bet. And you benefited him alot—he started passing class more because of you doing his homework and other stuff.

And when you started dating? he still keeps flirting with the cheerleaders. Because you were just a bet right?

Until you opened up to him crying about your family one night… and for the first time? he felt bad.

And he even started to like you after spending more time with you… sure you didn’t have the same interests but he really tries hard to understand whatever you want him to understand. He takes you on dates, gives you gifts and flowers.

And he was actually considering cancelling the bet.

˚˖𓍢ִ໋❀ —

Until a Slytherin party was being held in the common room. He told you not to come since it was just gonna be drinking, smoking and whatever shit the house does.

But this time? you wanted to come.

You wore a black dress and actually fixed yourself for the first time, actually putting in effort on how you look. Since you didn’t want to embarrass Theodore ofcourse.

Until you saw him in a corner, making out with some random cheerleader on the team. More angry than passionate, not the way he kisses you.

You were near enough to hear what they were mumbling about.

“What? still caught up with that dork of yours?” She moaned into his mouth, already probably undoing his tie.

“I told you she was just a bet.” He whispered back, until he probably caught you in his peripheral vision which made him pull away and look at you.