I walk into the kitchen to find Theodore already drinking coffee. His face stays straight as he notices me.
"Morning."
"Good morning." I say with a smile. He leans on the counter, and immediately offers me a cup. The memory of him last night, moaning my name again and again, brings a smile to my lips.
"You seem pretty cheerful today."
"It's because I had the most wonderful dream. But I'm sure you know all about those, don't you?" I say with a teasing smile.
"What do you mean?"
"Surely you remember."
"Remember what?" He says looking confused.
"Last night? You repeated my name quite a few times." His face turns bright red. "Must've been one hell of a dream. I'm so curious, though, what exactly was I doing to you?"
"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean for you to hear that--"
"Don't apologize. I'd love to hear you moan my name again." Theo pinches the bridge of his nose and sighs.
"Hermione, I'm sure you're aware that our relationship is becoming anything but professional. We should probably steer clear of blurring the lines any further. I've already made breakfast, so help yourself when you're ready. I'll be outside if you need me."
"Wait!" Theo turns to look at me, his face carefully blank. "I'd really love to go out today. Do you think that would be possible. I know I'm technically supposed to be a missing person..."
"You might be recognized."
"Is there nothing we can do to change my appearance a bit?" It doesn't take Theo long to soften at my dough eyed face.#
"On the top shelf in the linen closet, you'll find some at-home hair dyes and a pair of scissors. I also left you some outfits in the bedroom which will help you blend in. It will make you unrecognizable, we might be able to go somewhere today."
"Really?!" I say shocked but also excited.
"I had a feeling you'd want to explore the town at some point."
"Theo!" I leap forward and throw my arms around him. He stills, and it isn't long before he gently pushes me away. Not letting his actions deter me, I smile up at him. "Thank you so much. You don't know how much this means to me."
"Just meet me out front when you're done. We'll be taking my motorcycle into town. You've ridden on one before, haven't you?" Before I can answer him, Theo's phone pings. He glances down as soon as he pulls it out of his pocket. "It's Ron." Theo turns the phone toward me so that I can see the messages, too.
Mister. Nott, what seems to be the problem?
Unless there is an emergency, please refrain from leaving me more than one voicemail in the future.
Your job is to keep my wife safe and not bother me with any unnecessary details.
Understood?
I glance up at Theo to find his eyes narrowed in annoyance. He types him a one-word reply and pockets the phone.
"Well, at least I'm sure now you didn't kidnap me." I say trying to lighten the mood. Theo fights back a smile before he leaves the room. I walk into the bedroom and look at the options Theo bought for me. I decide to cut my hair up so that it is just above my shoulders before bleaching it. Once I've bleached and toned my hair I then grab the pastel pink hair dye and apply it to my hair. Once I'm done with my hair, I turn my attention to the several outfits carefully laid on my bed. I decide on a white button up sweater matched with a black skirt.
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Bodyguard
أدب الهواةRon and Hermione have been married ever since the war happened 2 years ago. Ron has been working for the ministry and Hermione has a feeling that he's cheating on her. But when Hermione's life has been threatened the day of Ron's big interview every...