Nott in love

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It had been a week since Harry and company had left and Theo seemed very keen to get her out of the Château all the time. It had been refreshing to be out and about and when he wasn't working he would sometimes join her, though a lot of the time she had only Tonic with her.

The dog had been really easy to train, apparently house elf puppy school was quick and efficient because now she didn't get lost anymore in the Château and she had a companion where ever she went that would sit and stay on her command. Especially when he sent her to classes and tours and Quidditch games anything where she might meet some friends other than him.

Theo hadn't distanced himself, if anything he had up the ante on being friends with her and begun intermingling the interactions with mild flirting. She wasn't unhappy about it, she enjoyed his attention but, she wanted to see the dark side of him that he seemed to keep expertly under control around her. Aside from the night at the club when he was drinking . She didn't want to have to resort to getting him drunk again but in all honesty, she would.

It was sweet the things he was doing for her and it was pretty clear that he was interested in her and she was hoping she was making it clear that she was interested. She just wanted him to be the one to make the first move. She wanted him to lead the way, to show her the way he thought about her.

It was those thoughts that kept her up at night, hand in her knickers, thinking about the way her name rolled off his tongue. She had never loved the sound of her first name but he made it sound, beautiful, sensual, sexy she wasn't sure but it sent a shiver down her spine and always left her wet.

She had decided that since seeing Harry so happy with Draco of all people she wasn't going to shy away from the way Theo made her feel. Hermione had told her to embrace it and if Harry could look past Draco's mark. She could look past Theo's, he hadn't done anything that she was aware of and he had been spared from persecution.

She assumed it was because he hadn't done anything and she was sticking to that story. For her own mental sake, because it could be a lot of fun, even if it didn't last and she was just another notch in his belt.

Theo had a rare afternoon off and he had organized for them to go to the theatre. She had mentioned she had always wondered what the fancy theatres were like and now he was at her chamber door while she was fighting Tonic to get dressed.

As soon as he got into the room when she yelled for him to come in Tonic had gone to him and reminiscent of the weekend before Ginny used the distraction to do the buttons and zipper up on her jeans.

Theo had heard that she was struggling when she had yelled for him to enter her rooms with a strained voice. Tonic was excited to see him and he pat the dog to keep her distracted. Even with the training she was still a puppy and had a lot of play in her.

"Right so you were saying you had theatre tickets?" She said fixing her sweater and shirt combination, paired with her jeans. His favorite thing to watch her in.

"Yes." He confirmed, berating himself for getting lost in thoughts of her arse in her jeans. He was on a very important mission. He felt that he had adequately showed his interest and intention to court her properly. She had appeared receptive to his advances and he had the endorsement of Potter and so he had to do this.

"And..." She said coaxing him to keep talking.

"And I was wondering if you would like to just go to the show as friends." He continued casually, "Or if you would like to include dinner and make it a date?"

He tried to read her face, he was sure she had not been expecting him to ask her formally, perhaps she had assumed he would just treat her the same as the other witches he'd been with.

"You want to take me on a date?" She asked, like she had to verify she had heard correctly.

"It would be a great honor to take you on a date. Just the two of us." He added with a smirk. One he knew she liked.

"Ok, a date then." She said smiling but she had that look that made him think there was a devil in there somewhere and it wanted to play.

She looked at him like that more often since the club and her talk with Pansy. He hoped she didn't think he was just after sex, the look indicates that yes she did so, he wanted to combat that with romance.

He just wasn't actually good at the romance. He was good at talking his way into a witches bed and being able to convince people of just about anything with his tales. Actually wooing a witch to want to hang out with him, to find his company nice enough that she wanted to continue to just hang out with him. Who would just like to be with him for him, all of him.

That seemed somehow a lot harder than convincing a witch he was a good time in the sheets. It was a lot to ask when there were parts of himself that he didn't much like.

"Great," He said and sounded as awkward as he felt, he wanted to do so much more than take her to dinner. Maybe have her for dinner was more apt and every fucking second he was with her alone, he found her hard to resist.

She just looked like she wanted it.

Ginny's heart was racing as she watched his whole demeanor spark like a faulty wand. He seemed to have not expected to get a yes from her and had prepared to convince her. Now that she had said yes he didn't know where to go next with the conversation. It was actually adorable to watch and for the first time since she had walked into his life she had something on him.

Theo seemed to have multiple different Theo's that appeared for different reasons. So far she had seen professional Theo, it was a cold and calculated version of him that was highly logical and had the ability to talk through his arse.

Then there was the what she dubbed everyday Theo that flirted with her and did nice things in general like build orphanages and rescue puppies so she wasn't lonely. Then there was the beast inside, she had seen only a glimpse, in the moments he was drunk and staring at her in the club.

There was a part of him that wanted to defile her, use her, own her.

She was surprised to realize that she was much the same, she was the daughter of the Weasleys, war heroine and wizarding Britain's sweetheart. Or so it was established in witch weekly that was. A public façade that she had like his professional persona. Then she was her usual self, giving her friends hell and matching her brothers at anything.

The scariest thing was that deep inside her she felt there was an answering beast within, that was calling to him just as much as she was drawn to his darkness.

And she had just agreed to go on a date with him. Fuck she was going on a date with Theodore Nott.

"Er," He coughed and her attention was drawn back to him, though they seemed to both have been gazing at each other, "I made a reservation at six, it should give us plenty of time to get to the show by eight-thirty. Will that be ok, I'll pick you up from here at quarter to and apparate us there."

"You made the reservation before you even asked if I wanted to go with you?" She asked cocking an eyebrow.

"I was confident in my skills of persuasion, though they were unnecessary." He told her, which wasn't true at all. He just figured it would be better to have to cancel then miss out on the booking.

"Alright I'll see you at quarter to six then. I'm assuming its of the fancier type of places?" she said basically dismissing him.

"Well, we are going to the theatre after so yes. See you tonight." He said walking away smirking.

Mission accomplished he was now going on a proper date with Ginny .

Once Theo was gone she breathed deeply processing their interaction. Godric's balls she was doing this wasn't she, she was going on a date with Theo... Tonight.

Would this be the night then, would she take him into her bed on the first date? She shivered at the thought of being so brazen.

Could she?