𝐑𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐋𝐓𝐘 | 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐎𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐓

ten

➶︎ THE TYPE OF PEOPLE !

- theodore.
I ONLY HAVE two people I considers as friends. One, being Blaise Zabini; our gorgeous - and by that I mean Gorgeous icon, and the other, Evangeline Black.

If I could describe Evangeline, I would. I could describe her with as many compliments the world could ever have. I could describe her with as many flattering words as she wanted to. But, honestly? None of these words would compare to what she really is.

I believe that Evangeline is just one of those people. The people who leave you breathless, or mindless-you could say. She's just one of those people-the ones that leave you knowing exactly how you think of her, yet you wouldn't be able to put it into words. She's one of those people. The ones that leave you hanging for so, so much more. She's the type to make eye contact with you and make you lose focus. But at the same time, she's one of those people. The people who'd leave you breathless with anticipation, yet doesn't fulfill anything else and leave you embarrassed about thinking of it. The type of person that'd leave you hanging for so long, ghosting you too if she's busy-because she's the type to put work over relationships. She's also that type of a person. One that's never going to leave your mind-the ones friends say is a bad influence for you, but no matter how heartbroken you are, you'd never regret being with her. In fact, no matter how badly she mistreated you, she's still the type of person who'll make you want her and take her back just as you were about to give up.

But who was I to blame? Why did I even think that she chose this marriage for me? Please. It was just because my family was the best choice for her. Who was I to blame for expecting something.

Evangeline chose me, though. Out of all the families she could have chosen, she chose me! She must have liked me, at least. She's never said no to anything I've done. Whatsoever I wanted, I got....so she must have at least some affection for me, right?

I sat up from the bed. My dorm mates were all asleep already. Using my slippers, I pocketed my wand and used my cloak. I tiptoed out of the dorm, then the common room, then the charms classroom, and the hufflepuff dorm's entrance, then the-

Ah. Why am I here? Before I knew it, I was in front of the portrait of a pear. I tickled it, going in. I rarely go here, but it was surely...home-y.

I sat down in one of the tables, and before I knew it, I was asking a house elf for a cup of hot tea and fudge cookies. I must have been out of my mind, to come here so late at nigh; even as I knew my first class tomorrow starts early morning.

The elf came and gave me my food, and I took a bite. It was surprisingly....good.? No. It was absolutely delicious. I looked down at the elf, who was anticipating a reply.

"Did you bake this?" I asked.

"Oh yes, sir! Olive made it! Olive is surely good at baking!" The elf, Olive, replied.

I was out of my mind for sure, but perhaps it was because I was feeling extremely sad and tired, but I shyly asked the elf.

"Could you..teach me how to make it too?"

"Oh! Yes sir Nott, Olive would be delighted too!"

Strangely, I found myself smiling once more.

Theodore;
fin.

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I wanted to try writing in first pov.
I hope you enjoyed it, cause it's
my first time writing in this pov.

I hope you can see Theodore's thoughts
too, and I hope you don't hate both their
characters for it. It's complicated, but in
a way, everyone's complicated. And
though that's frustrating, I find it as one
of the most beautiful traits in a person.
It makes them their own, you know?
I would just like to remind you that both
Evie and Theodore are morally grey
characters. And though their relationship
seemed perfect at first, nothing is perfect.
Sometimes, the most perfect people are
the most imperfect, and that's okay.

I hope you guys know that being imperfect is okay.

- circe