Always : Theodore Nott

Chapter 12

"Alright, pass them here,"Aurora said as she sat cross legged in front of a cauldron.

Theodore Nott stood leaning against the sink, observing as his Potions superior worked her magic on a split brew of Amortentia; one for Malfoy, one for Pucey.

"What?,"he asked.

"The hairs,"Aurora said while stirring.

Oh shit. He thought as he realised.

"Please don't tell me you didn't do the one thing I asked you to do,"Aurora huffed.

Theo simply pulled a I don't know face which he quickly replaced with a cheeky smile.

"Oops."

"You're an idiot! Seriously! How did you think I was going to brew Amortentia without hair samples! I'm good but not that bloody good!."

"I'm sure we can figure something out. Come on, let's go back to the common room and get some,"he said while causally making his way towards the door.

"Alright, be as quick as you can."

Upon hearing her words, Theo whipped around as quick as lightning.

"You're not coming?,"he asked.

"Considering I'm not a Slytherin and that I don't have the power to make myself invisible, no. No I am not coming,"she clipped.

"Why so feisty? Annoyed you'll never see the dungeons?,"he cooed.

"I'm sure I'd make it in there to kill you if you don't get a move on and get me those hairs!"

"Alright alright I'm gone,"Theo said before turning for the door once more.

As he opened the door and slipped through it, he poked his head back in.

"Don't miss me too much Jenkins."

"You know I won't!,"Aurora called back.

Theo slipped out the door and made his way down the corridor. He warily looked around every corner, not wanting to inconveniently bump into the Fred and George Weasley.

After descending many staircases and walking many corridors, Theo was now faced by the dungeon wall of the Slytherin common room. He uttered the password quietly.

"Filthy Mudbloods."

The wall disappeared and he slipped inside, the wall reclosing behind him.

"There you are!."

Theo wanted to bang his head off the wall when he heard.

The voice of none other than Draco Lucius Malfoy.

"Malfoy, boys,"Theo said as he noticed the other boys that were sat by the fire with Draco.

"Theo,"the rest murmured.

"Tell us, where were you then? Off with one of your many little whores? Which one was it this time?"

Who the fuck does this prick think he is.

"Come on Nott, tell us,"Pucey said.

Not this little rodent thinking he can speak.

"Oh I was with your mother Pucey, she said make sure to brush your teeth before you go to bed,"Theo said seriously, deadpan.

"You cheeky prick-,"Adrian began before he was cut off by Malfoy.

"Enough Pucey! Alright then, keep your secrets. I'll find out eventually, I always do."