The Dark Promise// Theodore Nott

CH 7

When Theo asked what the plan was, she was apprehensive. He was already angry, and she didn't want to make it worse. The plan entailed following Malfoy, figuring out his routine and maybe finding a clue as to what his family was up to. Theo would have to be the one to do that. As a fellow Slytherin it would be easy. The two shared many classes together and a dorm. The only problem was, Theo wanted to murder the boy. When he saw the bruises on Olivia's neck, all he saw was red.

"You must keep your cool. Even the slightest comment could make him suspicious. He can't know I told you anything." She said as the two sat on the bank of the black lake, the cold December air making their cheeks red. "I can't promise anything. I've been wanting to give him one good punch for the last seven years. Now I finally have a reason. A good reason." He looked at her intently, showing how serious he was.

"Theo, please. Try to contain yourself. It looks worse than it is. It was a scare tactic, and I'm not scared." She put her knees up to her chest for warmth, wondering why he would pick a place outside to meet. It was almost unbearably cold. He let out a deep sigh before nodding. "Ok, I will keep it in while we are finding information. Once we find something of significance though, he's going to get what's coming to him."

Olivia stared out into the lake, thinking about Theo breaking Malfoy's nose. It would be a great sight to see. If she didn't hate Malfoy before, she certainly did now. She couldn't believe she once felt bad for the guy. She should have turned the boys away when they came to her that night. Malfoy would be better off serving Lavender Brown than the Dark Lord. "He knows we have been seeing each other. He called me your 'little plaything.'"

Theo rose his thick brow, thinking that was an odd thing for Malfoy to say. If anything, that rat was the one who saw girls as playthings. Sure, he had a couple failed relationships, but he didn't use women. "That's pretty funny, seeing as how it seems you are the one pulling the strings in this relationship."

Olivia scoffed. "What do you mean by that?"

Theo laughed at her reaction. "Manipulating you? Oh please Olivia, you are the one who has me tied around your finger." She blinked a few times, trying to process what he was saying. Did he truly feel that way? She was secretly relishing in the thought of him beating Malfoy to a pulp for her. Normally she didn't fantasize about the knight in shining armor trope, but it felt good to know he cared about her. She looked away from him, looking up at the moon. "You called me your girl earlier. Did you mean that?"

His eyes softened as he grabbed her chin, making her look at him. "Well yea. You are my girl, right?" She looked into his eyes, relived he had calmed down. She liked this Theo the most. The Theo that talked sweet to her and looked at her with kind eyes. She wished it could be like this all the time. Just the two of them alone. "Yes, I am." She said confidently. After tonight, there was no doubt in her mind that she wanted to be with him. Theo wasn't a death eater. He was nothing like Malfoy. If he was, why would he agree to help her. She could tell he was scared too, especially when she said you-know-who would come after purebloods like him as well. They could figure this out together. As a team. As a couple.

Theo looked relieved. He didn't want to come out and ask her to be his girlfriend, not when she had other more pressing things to worry about. It would seem so trivial given the circumstances. It was better this way. He leaned over, pulling down the collar to her turtleneck down once more. "What are you doing?" She asked, hoping him seeing her bruises again wouldn't rile him up.

"You can say this doesn't hurt all you want, but I know it's painful. Let me kiss it better." He said as he pressed his lips to her neck, giving her tender and slow kisses along the swollen bruises. Olivia thought back to their kiss in the library. It would seem Theodore's favorite place to kiss was the neck. She wasn't complaining at all. His tongue slowly licked up her neck before planting a small kiss on her cheek, then her lips. She kissed him back, wrapping her arms around his neck before he rolled her over, now straddling his lap. The coldness didn't bother her anymore, he was warming her up quite nicely.