Hermione Granger X Theo Nott
Drabble // Theomione
Theo Nott, is a tragedy with skin.
He's always alone.
Sitting at the corner table of the library.
Glasses sliding down his nose so that he has to push them up every now and then.
It's like there's an aura of darkness always around him.
And yet Hermione can't stop looking.
So after weeks of studying him from afar she finally sits at his table.
First he only glances at her.
The next week they exchange two words.
A couple more the week after that.
Eventually she doesn't know if he's her secret
Or if she's his
The evening before Dumbledore falls from the astronomy tower, Theo takes off his glasses, Lays his hand on hers and whispers,
"You have got to stay in your dorm tonight."
"Why?" She asks.
But he doesn't answer.
Only lifts a hand to the side of her face, into her curls
And as if in slow motion, kisses her on the lips.
Theo Nott tastes like tragedy and tears,
like regret and goodbyes.
And she kisses him back like it was all she ever wanted to taste.
"You're the best thing I've ever had." He whispers, nuzzling his nose against hers,
"Please don't make me lose you too."
"I won't." She promises
And that promise
is the one she never breaks.