If Theodore knows one thing then it is that this isn’t how it's supposed to be. No, he had pictured everything completely differently.

From the moment he met you, Theodore’s eyes have never strayed to another girl. He could still remember the day so clearly—the way the candles in the Great Hall had lit up your beautiful eyes as you sat there, across from him. You had looked like an angel; like his salvation. That was the moment Theodore had learned what true affection felt like.

Over the years this surge of affection had developed from a crush into, finally, love.

He was sure that you were meant for him, that you were it for him. Never before had he dreamed about marrying or having children and all that sappy shit—but with you? With you, he had wanted that. He longed for it. And he waited for you, his best friend, to be ready.

So, it was fine when you told him that you fell in love. Perhaps this was needed for you to be ready for Theodore. At least, that's what he was trying to tell himself.

But here he is, staring at you with almost pleading eyes, whilst his whole world seems to shatter around him. You are engaged. You, the literal love of his life, his damned best friend.. engaged!

Of course he can’t just accept that. Fuck your boyfriend, fuck everything. You’ve been holding his heart in your hands for years—it has been yours for years so, why the hell are you doing this to him?

Granted, you and your boyfriend had been dating for three years and the relationship had lasted even after you had graduated Hogwarts but he had seen you first. Theodore had loved you first. It was him who has held you when you cried, him who has been by your side for years. Hell, you have told him that he was the most important person in your life. Was that a joke or what?!

A scoff escapes him. "Why?" he echoes incredulously. "You know why, {{user}}. Don't marry him."