We're the Weasleys || Weasley Next Gen

Part 2, Chapter 75- Cassiopeia's POV

***A/N*** Hello everyone! I'm baaaaaaaaaack! I really needed that little break to relax my brain and just I dunno, *be* for a bit. I say that like I didn't watch every single Marvel cinematic universe movie in order without breaks... or sleep.... I would not recommend trying it, it was literally the worst decision of my life. 50 hours of marvel is a lot in one sitting. Anyways, I'll be back to my regular upload schedule hopefully, which means one, maybe two new chapters a day, so keep an eye out! Lots and lots of love, enjoy! xx

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Nothing like Theseus right after winning a quidditch match.

It's the only time when he actually lets himself drink and talk to more than just me and Ophelia.

Course that means that I'm the one staying sober, or well, soberer than him so that I can keep an eye out on everything.

It's what he does for me when we are at parties so it's only fair.

"Darling!" Theseus stumbles over to me, making his way through the loud crowd of drunk students, "We're going to go fly!" His cheeks are flushed and he's got a crazed look in his eye so it's quite clear that he's completely out of it.

"I don't think flying after you've had a whole bottle of fire whiskey is a good idea darling," I say. I feel bad bursting his bubble like this but I don't want him getting hurt, "And last I heard there's going to be a thunderstorm soon."

Theseus groans and turns back to his friends... okay more like a few Hufflepuff boys waiting for him at the front of the room, "Sorry lads! The wife said no!"

"Theseus!" I swat his shoulder.

He looks at me very confused, "What? You said no so I'm not going and now you're hitting me!?"

"You said wife," I say to him, "You called me your bloody wife."

He shrugs, "So?"

"So? Darling, you know how I feel about you but wife...?"

"Do you not want to be my wife? Have constant access to all this?" He shimmies his shoulders as he walks towards me.

I laugh and he smiles before kissing me all over my face. He pulls away from me for just a moment, "When we do get married though. I want to change my name to yours and not the other way around. Bloody hate the Avery's, they haven't given me shit."

"Okay, we can talk about this again in a few years yeah?"

Theseus smiles and kisses my lips, cupping my face in both of his hands, "As long as you're there to have that conversation with me I don't care when we have it." He pulls me into a hug and holds me tight against him, "My wife."

"Not your wife," I laugh against his chest.

"Fine not wife, come dance with me," Theseus pulls away from our hug and drags me over to the dance floor.

"Dance with you? When have you ever voluntarily danced with anyone?" I ask, doing my best not to stumble over my own feet as Theseus pulls me along behind him.

"Just now," Theseus spins me around so that we are facing each other and pulls me into him by my hips, "Cause we won the match and I want to celebrate with my not-wife."

"You can just call me your girlfriend," I say putting my hands around his neck and interlocking my fingers.

"But you're more than my girlfriend at this point," Theseus grinds his hips into mine to the beat of the music, "And since you won't let me call you my wife..." Theseus leans down to my level and kisses my lips.