The Purest Kind of Magic

- twenty -

"We have a few hours before your other friends come back, don't we? That'll be perfect," Tiberius smiled as his magic pulled up a chair behind me, waiting for me to sit down. I gulped and sat down, facing the smiling man.

"What about Theo?" I managed to say.

"Theodore obeys my orders, I ordered him to stay out of the living room while we talk." Tiberius answered casually. It didn't sound like he ever treated Theo as his son, it sounded like Theo was just an obeying servant.

But I still didn't like the sound of that. Theo is just letting his Death Eater of a father be alone with me, a Potter? Why is he so obedient towards him that he'll risk his own girlfriend's fucking safety?

After my long pause of silence, Tiberius decided to speak again, "You must be wondering why Theodore is just letting you in... danger. But trust me, I do not mean harm. Not now."

"What's that supposed to mean? You'll mean harm to her in the future? Sorry, I can't let that happen to this little one." Draco's voice announced, I turned around the second I heard his voice.

"Draco..." I whispered to myself.

"Good evening to you, too, Draco. Pleased to see you have joined our conversation," Tiberius smiled again. I don't like that smile.

"Don't get all fake smiley at me, Nott," Draco spat, I could hardly remember how scared he was of him two weeks ago at the train station. "My father may not like you, but that doesn't cover the fact that he's stronger than you." Tiberius's body stiffened at that statement.

Draco shot me a glance, as if to check on me. His gaze didn't stay on me for long as he locked eyes with Tiberius again. "I might still be a kid, but I'm not fucking dumb." He hesitated on his next words, "Why did you make your son get close to Y/n?"

I froze. What.

I looked at Draco in disbelief, he looked back at me with an apologetic look. Was that why he didn't seem too fond of me dating Theo? Because he knew? If so, why didn't he tell me? Was he scared that he'll hurt me? Or did he think it wasn't the "right time" again? And what made right now the perfect time?

"I'm guessing I should go?" Blaise walked into the awkward silence in the living room, "Right, goodbye." He quickly zoomed away to his room after receiving our stares.

I turned back around and found Tiberius out of sight. "Where did-" I cut myself off as I stood up and looked everywhere. I looked behind the furnitures and even resorted to flipping over the pillows on the couch.

"I don't think he would be under a pillow, Y/n," Draco said softly with a slightly mocking tone. I sighed and sat back down.

"So," I started, collecting myself, "Theo was ordered to get close to me?"

Draco's eyes darted away from me, trying to not talk about this directly. "Well, I would say so, yes. I... I wasn't planning on telling you myself, I already made arrangements for Nott to tell you himself."

More silence followed that. I didn't know how to respond. I shouldn't be mad at Draco, he probably just happened to know. Maybe he overheard something I didn't. Maybe he saw something I didn't.

"Y/n, are you alright?" Draco spoke again. I didn't respond because I didn't know. Am I alright? Draco sighed and squeezed my shoulder firmly before letting go and walking away. I decided I should probably go back to my room to think about this rather than have a breakdown about it in the fucking living room.

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I decided to act like I didn't know the full story until we were back in Hogwarts. Draco did say he made arrangements for Theo to tell me himself. I want to hear him say it. I want to hear him tell me the truth and the reason.

Before that though, I avoided him the best I could. But now we're sat across from each other on the train, his eyes were practically begging me to please talk to him, but I didn't. If he wants to talk to me so bad, he can use his own damn mouth.

"Y/n, please." Theo finally spoke. Draco shifted in his seat next to me and eventually rested his head on the window.

I took a deep breath before speaking, "Yeah?"

Theo's face seemed to lit up, probably because I finally gave him my attention after two whole days. "I know that what I did was wrong... But you know how my father has a sinister aura surrounding him, I can't just disobey him."

Excuses.

"I understand if you want to break up with me, I deserve it really. You deserve someone better as well." He spoke again, this time looking down.

"When were you going to tell me that your father fucking ordered you to get close to me?" I spat, furious. I felt Draco's hand grabbing my arm as an attempt to calm me down. I smacked his hand away, not wanting to be held back.

Theo looked at me in shock, and then he quickly looked at Draco. "You told her, didn't you? Why would you fucking do that!" Now he's sounding angry too.

"Why else? You weren't planning on telling her, Nott." Draco frowned, "And don't bring me into this, deal with your own shit."

"Don't try and drag other people into this, Theo, I was going to wait for you to tell me yourself, but you surely wasn't planning on telling me a thing about your father's orders." Theo looked at me guiltily.

"Sorry, I..." Theo hesitated for a while before talking, "Father only ordered me to get close to you, but I caught feelings, so I just... you know, improvised."

"So you only got close to me because your father ordered you to, but everything was genuine? That's all I needed to know, thanks," I gave him a small smile.

"Remember what I said before we dated? About how if it doesn't work out, we'll stay friends? Is that still effective?" Theo asked with his head down. I hesitated before speaking.

"Yeah."