❝ 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐟𝐨𝐲 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧... ❞
theodore nott x fem oc
*very slow burn*
this book is written for, and dedicated to all swifties out there.
rated mature for explicit violence, graphic de...
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IT WAS SAFE FOR ANYONE to say, based on observation that Ophelia did not hate Theodore anymore, nor was she repulsed or annoyed at all by his presence. In fact, the two might even be considered friends, judging by the way they spoke to each other without any competitive behavior or tearing at each other's throats.
They never really spent much time together, now that they were back at Hogwarts, seeing as she was in Gryffindor and the year below, and he was a Slytherin and her brother's best friend. Their schedules did not intertwine unless Ophelia was hanging out with her brother.
Everyone at Hogwarts had noticed that the Malfoy siblings were no longer fighting, and as usual, they all assumed that Ophelia was the one to change her views and become obsessed with blood purity like her brother.
Especially since rumors spread that she was no longer seen with Colin Creevey by the members of the Hogwarts Gossip Club members, and people began to speculate that perhaps Ophelia Malfoy was just another typical Malfoy who refused to associate with a mudblood.
On the contrary, that was not what had happened. Ophelia had just decided to keep her rekindled friendship with Colin under the radar for his safety, and for her own safety, though the two would spend hours together in the library, just like they used to before they had a falling out last year.
They would study and hang out together in the secret corner of the library that Ophelia had discovered in her first year, away from the rest of the nosy, prying eyes of the rest of the Hogwarts students.
On her first day back, Ophelia and Colin met up in the library to catch up and fill each other in about their Christmas breaks, and Ophelia had put the maroon scarf she had finally finished knitting, in her bag.
When she saw Colin for the first time since the Christmas holidays began, Ophelia's lips automatically shifted into a small smile, her cheeks pinking at the way he sent her a very dazzling smile in return.
She suddenly felt awkward. What should she greet him with? Just words? A handshake? A hug?
But Colin seemed to have answered her question as Ophelia felt his warm arms completely envelope her into his chest, causing her to blush and bury her nose into the furry collar of his jacket, which in turn, filled her nostrils with that sandalwood scent of his, along with the faint trace of camera film.
"I got you a Christmas present," Colin did not even wait for Ophelia to respond to his greeting, before pulling out a small box from his pocket, centered in the middle of his palm. "First off, I'd just like to say... you don't have to accept it. It's just... memories.."
"Oh, okay," Ophelia nodded, her throat dry as her fingers began to slide the lid off the box, to reveal what the gift was.
