[ SPIN-OFF BOOK TO RECKLESS AND BRAVE | DRACO MALFOY ]
❝ do that again, and i'll push you out of the window - what are you doing . . . ?"
"checking how far the drop is to see if it's worth it ❞
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GREGORIO ALLEGRI miserere mei, deus
THEODORE NOTT LIKED TO BRAG ABOUT HIS JOB DURING THEIR YEARLY HOGWARTS REUNION. As someone who looked upon the laws being written and edited, he had the power to approve or dismiss them. Entertaining clients with lawsuits, accompanying them to trials, and winning his cases were some of his most favorite things to do in the world. When they'd gather to meet each other in The Hog's Head Inn or Three Broomsticks, he'd have a glass of bourbon in one hand, swirling it delicately as he spoke of how much he loved what he was doing.
This damn month, however, seemed to taunt him mercilessly and make him rethink every single life decision he's ever made.
It's been a long while since he's had a proper night's sleep — he was running on coffee and cold packed meals for sustenance. He practically lived in his office now; his endless stacks of papers were all he could see and the voices of his clients overlapping amongst each other's as he relayed them over and over in his mind.
Theo was desperately in need of a break.
He couldn't even remember when was the last time he took his girlfriend out to dinner.
For Merlin's sake, he saw his best friend's wife more than his own girlfriend — and that was only because she worked in the same place he did.
"What a fucking imbecile," he muttered under his breath, running a hand across his brown hair in distress as he read through an appeal from a wizard who was involved in an illegal predicament with a No-Maj from America. Theo had just flipped the page when someone came knocking on his door.
He sighed in exhaustion, pushing himself off his slouching position to straighten his spine. "Come in," he called out gruffly, his voice strained with weariness.
The door swung open to reveal tousled platinum blond hair, a wry grin, and long-legged stride. "Tessa's right — you look downright miserable."
Theo rolled his eyes as he watched Draco Malfoy make himself comfortable on the sofa he'd set up in his office with a coffee table. "What'd the Daredevil say about me this time?" he asked in mild amusement, rising to his feet and stretching his sore limbs.
Teressa Malfoy née Potter has been one of Theo's best friends for as long as he can remember — she'd gone through the most intense transition over her feelings with Draco since their first year at Hogwarts. It was all honestly thanks to Theo — as he'd liked to repeat it endlessly to them — that they'd finally confessed their love to each other on their fifth year. She worked at the Ministry along with him as the first ever Chief Witch of the Wizengamot.
