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brother from another mother


"Her breathing alone is a fucking beacon to you."

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The next four days went by pretty quick... Mattheo parinoded as ever rarely let Devorah out of his sight. 

He hasn't told her about taking her to his father tonight. For many reasons, one being that he was scared. Scared of her being angry at him for not telling her right away.

He was going to but 1 hour had turned into 3 which turned into 5 and before he knew it the day was over and he couldn't find it in him to tell her.

The past few days had been perfect with her but then reality caught up with him which is why he was pacing back and forth in Oliver's room.

"What the fuck man. Why are you waiting until just now to bring this shit up." Oliver groaned. "There was never just a right time."

"Never a right time to mention to your girlfriend that you're psychotic parents- who killed her's, want to meet. What the fuck do you mean there was never a good time- Victoria is gonna fucking kill you."

"If I had more time I could have brewed a polyjuice potion. But that's the one thing me and Devorah can't seem to get more of... time. Things have just been so fucking good latley and all I want to do is slow down to deny the inevitable." Oliver let out a loud sigh before speaking again.

"Well, are you gonna tell her?" "No... I can't. Her and Tory have bee looking forward to this stupid week all damn week. I can't ruin this for her." Mattheo spoke, taking a seat on Oliver's bed.

"Well now's a shitty time for you to have feelings. So how the hell do you plan on getting her there."

"...I have a plan, for all this shit. To end it for good. I just have to buy them sometime. And to do that I have to go. After tonight I have no doubt in my mind that my father will see that my motives have changed."

"What the fuck are you going on about bro." Oliver spoke, resting his head in palms. "I'm basically teaming up with Harry Potter."

"HARRY FUCKING POTTER?! What the fuck bro... you must really be in love if your risking your life for her like this, because if you dad finds out he won't hesitate."

"...I know... and I am. Everything good about me is her." "So what's the plan? What do you need from me?"  "You're my best friend Oliver, but the less you know the better, it's the only way to keep her safe."

"How long Mattheo? How long do you plan to be gone for?" "Till it's safe for us. That's why I need you to look after Devorah... she can't know where I'm going."

"Mattheo, did you think ANY of this through? You leaving like this is gonna kill her. She loves you with every breath she takes, and you disappearing on her like this will be her undoing."

"It's for the best. She'll thank me in the end when I can finally give her the happy ending she deserves. It's not safe for us to be together. My dad has this place crawling with death eaters. Who knows what shit they could be telling him."

"Aww, it's cute, you're paranoid." Oliver chuckled lightly.

"This isn't a fucking joke Oliver. She's gonna hate me. Because I'm a fucking hypocrite, all she's ever done was stand by me and sware that she would never leave me- but i'm doing this for her- to protect her. I'd rather her hate me and be alive than love me and be dead." 

"Wow..., never thought I'd see the day. Do what you gotta Theo. We'll look after Devorah. I promise." "Thanks." "Oliver. Is Mattheo in there?" Devorah's voice called out as she knocked on his door.

Doing so Mattheo motioned for him to say no. "No, I haven't seen him." Oliver sighed, rolling his eyes at his friend.

Devorah knew those words were a lie. She knew that Mattheo was in there. But she let it go, because whatever it was he'd tell her when she asked. "...Oh, ok. He's uh- he's been avoiding me all morning, if you see he can you just tell him to come to me." "Yeah, will do." "Thanks."

"...Avoiding her is only gonna make things worse. From what I've seen the two of you are magnets. Her breathing alone is a fucking beacon to you. How the hell do you plan on staying away from her for months."

"I'll figure it out. Her hating me will make things easier for me to leave. That's why I'm not telling her about my parents. I just need you and Tori to do damage control."

"I've got your back man, always. So if you're willing to put everything on the line for her then so am I. Family isn't always defined by blood bro, not anymore. Because I mean look at the ones we got. "

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