INTERMISSION (slytherin boys imagines)

Million Dollar Man~ TN

btw this is going to be in modern-day technology and stuff but that doesn't apply to all imagines. only if I specify will it be different (I'm confused even writing this out)

The Past

Sitting in Snape's classroom and waiting for him to begin teaching is torture. Being a 4th year in an advanced class of 5th years was the worst, especially with it being my first day in this class. I didn't know anyone and I definitely am not one of Professor Snape's favorite students after an incident that happened my first year. Let's just say me and wolfsbane do not mix. Being the only person in class that isn't a 5th year, I kept to myself, listening to music. I still remember the song I was listening to when my world changed. Million Dollar Man by Lana Del Rey was playing in my headphones when I looked up to see the most ethereal-looking man to ever have blessed my eyes walk through the door of the potions classroom. His light brown hair flowed with the non-existent wind blowing, the beauty mark on his face accentuating his daunting smirk, those dead green eyes, and the hue of red under his eyes still haunt my memories. I was captivated from the beginning, absolutely wrecked. Coincidentally right as I make eye contact with him, Lana decides to bless me with what could only be described as a prediction of my future. "Just grab me and take me. I'd follow you down, down, down. Anywhere, anywhere."

The Present

Theodore Nott. The boy if been in love with since 4th year, the boy who continues to play with my heart, the boy who says he loves me and wants to marry me, the same boy who goes around the school parading himself with other girls much prettier than me, and the same boy who has been banging at my door for the last 10 minutes begging me to open the door and that he promises that he can explain what he was doing for the last two hours instead of meeting me in the library like we do every Friday night after dinner. "Please I'm sorry! Open the door and let me explain amore mio!" He's yelled the same phrase 5 times in the last 2 minutes, props to him for being consistent, not that he would know much about consistency. I caught him climbing up the stairs towards Pansy's dorm after being stood up for 30 minutes, I could see her hand in his, dragging him up the stairs to her dorm.

Now here we are two hours after we were supposed to meet up, he only noticed 10 minutes ago that he had forgotten about me, funny. I notice everything about him, I always know if we're in the same room, his energy is basically connected to mine, his presence clouds my judgment, and his scent throws me off the rocker. This time though, the straw broke the camel's back. The straw is his clear disinterest in my feelings and the camel's back is my forgiveness because loving someone who will never love you back is the worst pain you'll ever feel. I regret looking up in at the door that day in potions class, I regret admiring his beauty, I regret making eye contact with him, I regret letting him sit next to me, and God I regret ever telling him I loved him because now he knows the power he has over me.

"Please answer me! I'm sorry I didn't show up, I lost track of time." Oh, I'm sure he did. I can imagine his beautiful face, smiling at her, laughing with her, kissing her. All the things he was supposed to be doing with me, in the library, two hours ago. I can physically feel my heart breaking, I don't want him to see me like this, a sobbing mess all over him; the only reason he hasn't barged in yet is because of the locking and silencing charms I put over my dorm. I lean my forehead on the door, he's been quiet for a long time now and I can just imagine he's doing exactly what I am on the other side of the door because he's finally realized how he's lost me, the only girl who would truly love him, who would kill for him, who would happily die for him, I would have followed him to the ends of the earth if it meant that I could be with him, but now? Now I know that I was in love with the version of him that I made up in my head; the Theodore that would come to my dorm in the morning to wake me up with morning kisses, who would sneak around during class to the broom closet to make out, who would dedicate his quidditch goals to me, who would bring me flowers once a month, who would fucking remember that every Friday after dinner we would meet in the library to talk about our week and about how excited we are to graduate and get married and to start a family with each other because we apparently fucking loved each other.

What a fucking joke. Now I'm just angry, I'm outraged. I've wasted the last 2 years pinning over someone who in reality, didn't give a shit about me and just used me to feed his big ass ego. Instead of pacing back and forth in my dorm, which I've been doing for probably the last 20 minutes, I grab my robe, my wand, and slip on a pair of shoes. I go to my door, hesitating for a split second until I remember to reverse all the charms I put on my dorm, unlocking the door and stepping out. I'm not surprised to see Theodore there, looking devastating in his Slytherin robes, his tie in true Theodore fashion isn't secured correctly, and his hair is a mess from him constantly running his hands through it. He is the fallen angel of God, beautiful and mesmerizing on the outside, but his betrayal and want for power over others triumphs. Looking at him physically makes me recoil, his eyes are red, and not just under his eyes, but his eyes are glistening from unshed tears. "Why are you crying? There is nothing to cry about." I reply harshly, he's only 'upset' because he was caught. "My love I am sorry Merlin, I swear I was on my way to the library and I got distracted by Mattheo and lost track of time. Forgive me please." he begged me, having a little whine in his voice, the voice he uses when he wants something and will do anything to get it.

"Theodore stop with your nonsense. You a terrible liar just as you are a terrible person for using me and leading me on. Please just leave me be." I state, looking him dead in the eyes as his expression changes from remorse to surprise. I'm surprised in my self as well, I've never spoken to him that way, in fact I've never even raised my voice at him in all the two years that we've known each other. "Leading you on? What are you talking about? We're friends, nothing more." He's angry now his jaw ticking and his hands clenching. Merlin, why do I have the worst taste in boys. "Okay then, it's settled. there's no reason for you to be banging on my door for 20 minutes straight if we're just friends." The silence is deafening. He knows what he did was wrong, but he never owns up to his mistakes and I have myself to blame for that. I tend to let him get away with anything because I love him, but that's over now and it's time he got that in his head. My patience is running thin from the silence, I try to walk around him to go downstairs but of course I don't get far because even after 2 minutes of pure silence, he's not done with me yet. "Where are you even going? We're having a conversation and one I think we desperately need." He finally came to the realization that he's going to lose me, the grip on my arm lets me know that he thinks there still a way to weasel his way back into my life. He's sadly mistaken, this time there's no coming back from his mistake. "Theodore let go of me. I'm done playing these foolish games with you, we have nothing to talk about we're just friends. Two friends that have kissed, laid in the same bed together, talked about a future of marriage and babies with each other, but like you said were just friends. I need you to stop holding me back." I let everything out on him, everything left for me to give at least; the pain that he has caused me over these past 2 years is enough to last me a life time and he doesn't even realize, and if he does he definitely doesn't care.

With one final look into his gorgeous green eyes, which almost send me into a spiral, I walk downstairs to the common room, leaving him with his thoughts and the consequences of his actions. I hope he learns his lesson because he finally learned what happens when they test the limits too much.

WC: 1608

Writing this at midnight on a school night 😍 also i just got like this idea outta no where so oh well probably shit anyways. love y'all xx