𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓 𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐍

❃ all over again

"What do you want?"

"Ice cream."

"What flavor?"

"Any fucking flavor."

"See, you say that, then I bring three different flavors and you don't like any of them, so I'm gonna ask again. What flavor?" he chuckled, standing up, replacing his lap with a pillow under her head.

"Mint chocolate chip you dimwit," she hugged her knees to her chest, watching the television.

"I'll be back." he apparated from his house back to hers within a second, bringing George with him.

"What's got your panties in a twist, darling?" George plopped down on the other side of her, throwing his arm around her shoulder.

"Draco's getting married," she mumbled, stealing the spoon and ice cream from Theo's hands.

"Oh shit."

"Yeah, I'm not very fond on the idea of going," she rolled her eyes.

............

"You ready?" Theo came up behind her, wearing a black suit.

"No."

"Well you look great. I'll be with you the entire time, I promise."

They apparated.

"Theo I can't do this," she turned away from the entrance to the Manor, burying herself in his jacket.

"Like I said, I won't leave your side. You took a calming draught beforehand. You got this," he shook her shoulders.

"I haven't seen his face since..."

"Come on. You're gonna be okay."

He walked her down the main entrance, greeted by Narcissa and Daphne at the door.

"I'm surprised you showed," Narcissa took Maybelle into a bear hug, "I'm so, so sorry my love."

"It's okay," May smiled.

It was not okay. Nothing felt okay. She swallowed her pain, pressed it back into her heart and walked inside, Theo's hand on her back.

"Drink?" Theo handed her a glass of champagne.

"Gladly," she scoffed, downing it in one gulp, reaching for another.

"Don't get so drunk you can't apparate," he chuckled lightly.

The blonde boy caught her eye as she looked across the room. His hair was combed to the side, two pieces lazily hanging from the front. He was smiling as he gripped a glass of champagne, conversing with Blaise and another boy. His fitted black suit reminder her of his sixth year days; the days he would spend with her.

She let out a small sigh.

He looked so.. happy.

But his eyes didn't seem as bright. They seemed.. empty.

"I want to see my room one last time. Will you come with me?"

Theo nodded, leading her up the stairs. She teared up as she walked down the hallway, running her fingers along each frame of every painting that sat on the walls. She had painted every single one.