❝ 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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SHE HAD KEPT HER PROMISE. All of July, Ophelia hadn't drunk a single sip of alcohol, even though it took every fiber in her being to control herself from sneaking into the cellar to steal a bottle.
Instead, she spent her days reading muggle romances that Astoria sent, and writing to both Theo and Astoria.
The seventh month of the year was rather uneventful and passed much too slowly for Ophelia's liking. The one thing she looked forward to every, single day was Theo's letters.
As the days passed, with every letter Theo sent, the blonde only grew more and more eager to see him. And whenever she wrote to him, asking him when he'd come and visit her, his answers would always be the same.
Soon, Principessa. When the time comes.
Ophelia waited and waited for the time to come, and finally, on the last day of July, when she had been giving Princess Cleopatra her bath, a letter from Theo came, as usual, the way it had always come every day of the month.
And as usual, Ophelia dropped everything and ran to get the letter from Little. She had suggested using her house elf to exchange letters because Theo had told her that using owls was a little conspicuous, and was sure to attract attention.
She knew there was something different about this letter, Theo had written back too fast... She left Princess Cleopatra in the tub, half soaped as she wiped her hands to open the letter, ignoring her cat's meows and growls.
"Be patient, Cleo," Ophelia warned, when her cat smacked her paw in the water, causing it to make a slight splash.
Cleo meowed even louder, flicking water towards Ophelia rather haughtily. Knowing her cat did not like water, Ophelia begrudgingly placed the half opened letter on her dresser, heading back towards the bathroom rug to continue giving Cleo her bath.
When Princess Cleopatra was finely asleep on Ophelia's bed, her white fur rested on the pink pillows, the blonde reached for Theo's letter once more, ripping it open without bothering with a letter opener.
Dear Lia,
I will be at Malfoy Manor tonight. I don't know if we will meet, but I'm just letting you know... My father wants me to join the Death Eaters, and you know better than anyone, I have no choice or say in the matter.
Draco knows too. I love you.
Yours, Theo.
Her heart was thumping in her chest, and she realized that she had begun to sweat so much, to the point where the edges of the letter had begun to disintegrate in her hands.
