Theodore Nott

You stand in the middle of the Hogwarts corridor, your clenched fists shaking, and inside you everything is boiling with rage and pain. The words that just flew out of his friend's mouth still ring in your head: "It was an argument, nothing more." Theo comes closer, his face pale, panic in his eyes

• Wait, let me explain his voice trembles, he reaches out his hand, but you jerk away

— Explain?! *your voice breaks into a scream. There is no strength to endure and be his sweet girl anymore. You did everything for him. Not "us". And it turned out "us" did not exist. — What exactly? That I was a game for you? A stake in some idiotic argument? His lips press together, as if he cannot find the words. Everything that was usually in him - calm, mockery, confidence - has dissolved. In front of you stands a man who is afraid of losing someone for real for the first time

— I… I didn’t think it would turn out like this he squeezes out, taking a step closer, trying to convince you of his feelings. He was wrong. Fool — At first, yes. But then… then everything became different. You became different for me. The only one You look at him through tears, but the cold inside is stronger

— I hate you, Theo He doesn't move, doesn't try to touch again - just looks like he's ready to take the hit, but not ready to let go

Theodore Nott is the one who always hid behind a mask of indifference and dry ridicule, but next to you the mask cracked. He lost not the argument, but himself - he let his feelings take over. Now he is ready to do anything to get you back, even if you see him only as a traitor.