My Love // Theo Nott

sixty seven

Summer break consisted of going back and forth from our house to someone else's. Blaise was the only one that visited.

My dad never told my mum. At least I don't think so. We never really spoke again about it. He did threaten to tell her if I didn't have a check up at St. Mungos. I didn't think he would tell her, but I still went to be safe.

My dad became a lot more strict with how late we could stay out. Considering he was thinking I was going around having sex with anyone, that was expected from him. When Elio and I were completely refusing to not come home at seven my dad became strict with Elio.

"Don't leave her side. No matter what. Stay with her always." He would say. Elio could tell something had changed between my dad and me (more than before), but he made no comment on it. I appreciated the lack of questions from my dad after the St. Mungos trip. But he became annoying when Blaise visited.

He was persistent in finding out who the guy was. I only internally thanked him for not telling my mum because then she would know for sure that it was Theo.

I spent most of the break with Ezra, Leo, Max, Elsie, Amelia, and Elio. Once in a while with Blaise as well, but he quickly left. We spent a week in Italy. I wasn't very fond of it, but I didn't want to trigger my dad in any way.

For the most part I spent my time specifically with Ezra. He was insistent on making sure I was okay after the London trip. I had no interest in thinking about it, so I quickly shut his concerns down. It was a refreshing thought knowing I didn't have to have a kid right now. The more I thought about it the more I realized that even if I was still with Theo, I wouldn't have kept it. I was too young and I didn't need that drama in my life.

On the last day before heading back to school, Ezra decided to come to my house and watch me pack. It was very unfortunate because I had to be careful to hide any items that seemed slightly weird. He sat on my bed as I was on the floor choosing out clothes to take.

"Is that your uniform?" he pointed at the one stack of clothes I knew I positively had to take. I nodded my head. "But you're always at school. So when can you wear normal clothes?" He moved to sit on the floor and looked at the uniform.

"We only wear the uniform on school days." I said. "Technically we can change once our classes are over, but the school is too big to make an extra trip just to change." He looked at me, but I paid no mind to his unspoken questions. I continued looking at all the clothes I had to choose from. I had gained a bit of weight, so a lot of my clothes didn't fit me how I liked them to.

"Are you going to be okay?" Ezra asked. I nodded my head without looking up. I knew he had pity for me. I didn't need that. I just wanted to move on from this summer. Honestly, I wanted to move on from Hogwarts as well. Muggle school was a ton better. I was more invisible then. "Why do you even go to a boarding school?" I looked at Ezra as I tried to casually come up with a believable answer.

"It's a good school. One that I have a full ride to. Might as well take advantage of that." I said.

"Where are you applying for uni?" he asked.

I shrugged my shoulders. "Not sure. But I do want to go back to London."

"The uni there?" He was asking an awful lot of questions.

"I don't know if I want to keep going to school." I said.

"We can get a place together." I paused folding my clothes. Ezra quickly added, "Roommates. I'll be applying to a couple school's in London." I nodded slightly.

"How would one apply?" I asked hesitantly. I didn't dare look at Ezra.

"An application. Our school hands out multiple from different schools every year to us."