Solving the Nott

Chapter 8|

     Hermione stirred and snuggled closer to the familiar source of warmth, slowly waking up, it took her a moment to realize that there were strong, muscled arms around her. She had almost forgotten that it was the one and only, Theodore Nott. She gazed up at his perfectly sculpted face, he looked so peaceful when he was sleeping.

     Theo just barely cracked an eye open, glancing down at Hermione who was staring at him warmly. "Take a picture. It'll last longer, Granger." He groaned, voice husky and his eyes closed.

     Hermione's eyes widened, slightly startled from the sudden sound. She had no idea that he was awake, although she rather liked his morning voice. "I don't see any cameras around here, Nott."

     "Pity. You could've been framing the picture to stare at." He joked, opening his hazel-green eyes that Hermione adored.

Theodore took one of Hermione's bouncy curls and twirled it around his finger. "You're beautiful."

Hermione felt her face flush, "You're not too bad yourself."

"If you say so." He remarked, pulling her closer.

"Theo—" Hermione started, being interrupted by a pair of warm lips.

Theodore pulled away and chuckled, "That's one way to shut you up."

"Oh, come off it already! I've got brunch with Harry, Ginny and Ron—" She trailed off.

Theo rolled his eyes, "You're gonna ditch me for them?"

"No! Of course not! You can come if you'd like." Hermione added in hastily.

Theodore mocked Ron at the table, "I wouldn't dream of having brunch with them, Potty and Weasels. I think it would be a nightmare."

Hermione raised an eyebrow, "Seriously? You still call them names. Please, please, please. Come."

"Oh fine! I didn't know that you liked me around that much, Granger." He teased.

Hermione smiled lightly, "I suppose you've slithered yourself into my cold heart."

Theodore smiled, "Cold heart? You, Hermione Granger? You have the biggest heart ever."

Hermione smiled and leaned in to kiss him, "I know." She whispered, sending chills throughout his body. Right before she kissed him, she bolted off the bed and started to get ready for the day.

"You want to play that game, Granger? Game on." He challenged.
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     Draco stepped out of the fireplace at Nott Manor, dusting off his shoulder.

     "Theo? Mate? Come over so the stupid Aurors don't have to bloody babysit me like I'm ten." Draco shouted, annoyed. "THEO! Where the bloody hell are you?"

     Draco rolled his eyes, "Theodore!" He walked back to the fireplace and flooed back to Malfoy Manor, huffing and groaning.
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Hermione dragged Theo to the doorstep of the Weasley's, "Hermione. Is this really a good idea? I don't want to intrude and I wasn't exactly on the right side of the war."

"Of course! Mrs. Weasley will love to have you over. I know that she'll like you. She's like a mother to me. You will not be intruding! Harry even told me that I could invite you." Hermione insisted.

"Yes, but what about the others. I'm sure that Ronald Weasley wouldn't exactly want to talk over a cup of tea with me." Theodore remarked.

Hermione rolled her eyes at the mention of Ron, "I will make sure that he won't cause a huge shenanigan." She knocked on the door of the Burrow, Theo was about to make a smart remark about their house but Hermione swiftly gave him a deathly glare.