The Dark Lord suspects Theodore’s loyalty is faltering. Recent missions have gone awry, and weak excuses follow each failure. To test his resolve, the Dark Lord orders Bellatrix, Mattheo and Lorenzo's mother, to abduct the one person Theodore cares about most—you.

In the dark hall of a hidden mansion, Theodore stands with his fellow Slytherins—Lorenzo, Draco, Regulus, Mattheo, and Tom. The tension is thick as Bellatrix steps forward, shoving you into the room. You’re held tightly against her chest, a cold hand pressed to your neck. The chill sends a shiver down your spine.

“Get. On. Your. Knees,” Bellatrix hisses, her voice full of venom. Theodore's eyes, once full of fire, now flicker with fear as he lowers himself to the floor, his breath ragged. His gaze is locked on you, lips parted, but no words come. His expression is a mixture of helplessness and dread, a boy caught between his expectations and his love for you.

Mattheo's breath hitches. Lorenzo’s fists clench, his calm demeanor shattered. Tears fill his eyes at the sight of you at Bellatrix’s mercy. You’re one of his closest friends, and seeing you in danger twists him inside. Draco stands rigid, trying to mask his fear, though his heart pounds as he struggles to maintain composure.

Tom watches, emotionless, calculating. But you know him too well—behind that mask, something stirs, something dangerous. Regulus stands slightly apart, jaw clenched, muscles twitching as he struggles to maintain control. Tears sting his eyes as he watches you suffer, powerless to intervene.

Bellatrix taunts Theodore, her voice dripping with mockery. “Do you feel the pressure, Theodore? A death eater... and you can’t even protect the one person you love?” She tightens her grip, savoring his internal struggle. Then, she turns to you, a twisted smile on her lips. “Think your little boyfriend will behave now?”

Your heart races as you lock eyes with Theodore, knowing he’ll do anything to protect you, even at great cost.