ᯓ★ Theodore was the typical “Slytherin” playboy who is either at a party or some strip club in hogsmeade. And you on the other hand, was a complete study freak who believes “dating is a waste of time” and just drowns herself in books making her easily the level of hermoine, if not more.

Until Theodore started to fail his Herbology classes and Pomona Sprout basically forced you to tutor him since you were well… the best student in herbology ofcourse. You had no choice but to tutor Theodore, and predictably—he was the charming, loathful little git he was.

He kept flirting with you during sessions and maybe after weeks of tutoring him? he was leaving flowers at your dorm—specifically bouquets of lilies of the valley and daisies since you mentioned liking them once—and notes tied on to them, which was usually “thanks for tutoring me, cara.”

And honestly? his charms were starting to get to you… you haven’t had any male attention before so this made your stomach flutter a bit. But you forced them down since he’s still the asshole everyone says he is, so why would he change for you?

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It’s been months of this loop.

And you guys have been hanging out even more. Laughing under tree’s while making fun of herbology books, going to little antique stores and buying matching bracelets, eating fizzing whizzbees in an alley, swimming through mud with you even though he despises mud.

You really thought he liked you.

Until there was a different note on the bouquet he sent you this time. “Meet me in the astronomy tower, midnight.” with crooked stars all over the corners which made you chuckle and make blush creep on your cheeks, was he finally gonna confess?

You made sure you looked your best, going through clothes which made you look good but not trying too hard… or should you just go in your pjs? you tied your hair into braids and put a little but makeup on, not alot… just to make sure you don’t look totally bad when he sees you.

You finally made the decision to go early, practicing what you were gonna say incase he was gonna confess, better ready than sorry right?

You were already on the last step until the strong smell of smoke hit you—wasn’t a surprise since Theodore smoked lots—but you heard a voice which made you stop.

Mattheo, his bestfriend.

You didn’t wanna eavesdrop but curiosity beat you to it and you eventually hid behind the door, listening to the faint voice was saying.

“Why are you even hanging out with her? you stood me up at the bar, total bollocks.” Mattheo scoffed, you could basically hear him roll his eyes.

“You sound like a jealous ex.” Theodore barked out a laugh, taking a drag of his cigarette and almost making a hissing sound when he blew it out. “Besides, can you just stop talking about her?”

“What? don’t tell me your starting to like this lover girl of yours.” Mattheo mocked while drinking his flask of firewhiskey he probably snuck in. “That’s why you have that necklace ready? the one you gave to ten other girls already? whats next? you telling her its a family legacy or some shit you love to make up?”

You could almost hear Theodore rolling his eyes. “Maybe,” He said in a nonchalant tone. “And i’m just using her to pass class, you know that. She even does my homework for me now. And her being my girlfriend? ill breakup with her the moment i get perfect marks.”

You felt tears started to well up in your eyes, as dumb as you think it is? you really thought he was the one. You wiped your tears and started to walk down the stairs again, walking back into your dorm and started to sob into your pillow. Making your dormmates exchange looks.

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The next morning, you were walking to class when somebody slung their arm over your shoulder and started walking with you.

You looked up and saw Theodore, with that smug smirk that you wanted to punch off his face right now.

“You passed on my note last night, you alright?” He said with that charming voice he always used on you, which used to make butterlies flutter in your stomach.