**A/N** Hello! I'm not too sure if I'll have time to write and upload this weekend, unfortunately. If you don't know, I'm a photography major in university and I have a few big photoshoots planned for this weekend so it's going to be pretty crazy. I'll do my best to make time for my favourite family of Weasleys but I can't make any promises. Anyways, I hope you enjoy this chapter, I had a lot of fun writing it! xx
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What does she know?
I mean she's never actually been in a proper relationship so who is she to tell me that I'm in a toxic one. Yeah, Mum and Dad like never fight. I don't think I've ever seen them fight actually, only little arguments that are finished with a peck or something. But just because my relationship doesn't look like theirs doesn't mean that it's not healthy.
I sit up on the common room sofa and wrap myself in one of the blankets before walking over to the big glass windows that look out into the lake. It's nearly two in the morning according to my phone. Theseus is asleep on the sofa that I just left. We've been sleeping out here on nights that we are actually getting along. I don't want to be in his dorm when Shawn is in there and I know that the girls don't want him in ours.
I watch the swaying seaweed for a while. A few fish swim past, nothing exciting.
"No.... don't hurt her..." Theseus mumbles from the sofa.
I look at him over my shoulder and sigh. It's not a real secret that he suffers from bad nightmares. Like really, really bad nightmares. The first time that he had one around me he was taking a nap in my room at home. I was at my piano, not really playing it or anything and he sat up in bed and screamed, 'GET OFF HER! PLEASE!' and collapsed back in bed. Thankfully Mum and Dad weren't home but Freddie and Evie came running in ready to kill someone.
"Stop.... Please stop...." Theseus thrashes around under the blanket, "No, please!"
I walk over to him slowly and crouch down so I am at eye level with him, "My love..." I whisper, brushing a few hairs off of his face. He's sweating so his hair is sticking to his face, I know how much he hates the feeling of that.
"STOP!" Theseus sits up so fast he nearly slams his head into my nose. His chest heaves as he tries to catch his breath, his eyes wide and full of sheer terror.
I crawl up onto the sofa and takes his face in my hands, "Theseus? Hey darling. Hi." I whisper as I wipe a few stray tears off of his cheeks.
Theseus looks around the room before locking eyes with me, "I – I don't..."
"It's okay my love, I understand," I whisper, "You were having a nightmare."
It's clear that he's still worked up, his skin is clammy, he can't seem to catch his breath. I move so that he can lie his head down on my lap the way he likes. He wraps his arms around my waist and buries his head in my jumper, "It's alright my love, I'm here," I coo. I start playing with his hair, twirling his brown curls in between my fingers as soft and as gently as I can.
"He – it wasn't a nightmare Pia," Theseus says into my jumper. His voice muffled, "It happened, years ago, but it happened. He was attacking my Mum, she – I...."
My heart breaks every time I see him like this and this time is no exception. I reach across the sofa and cover him in the blanket that he threw off of himself when he woke up.
Theseus wraps his arms around me tighter, and his breathing slowly goes back to normal. We sit in silence for a long time after that. I can feel myself getting more and more tired but I don't want to fall asleep. Not if Theseus needs me again. I start thinking of my playlist, then I catch myself humming. I used to love music, be obsessed with it really. I mean I wanted to be a concert pianist when I was younger. But I lost any and all interest after my third year. Mostly because I lost interest in myself.
"look at the stars. Look how they shine for you," I sing softly. I brush my fingertips across Theseus' face, admiring his side profile, "and everything you... do" I hate the fact that I can't help him through this. Sure I can take him out of his home environment but I can't take the memories out of his head, I can't protect him from his nightmares unless I make him eat Dad's sweets before bed. But we've tried that, they make him nauseous. "yeah they were all yellow."
Theseus shifts and he sighs, "I didn't know you could sing." He mumbles. I laugh airily as he rolls over so he is looking up at me, "You're really good."
"I dunno, I thought I would pursue music when I was a kid but..."
"But what my love? You're fantastic."
"You just don't want me to call it a night and head off to my own bed."
Theseus smiles, I can tell he's shattered just by the way he moves his face, "Yes, but you're also talented."
I can feel myself starting to blush and I look away from him for a moment, "You're embarrassing me."
"Never be embarrassed in front of me Cassiopeia. There is not one part of you I am not in love with."
"Theseus Avery. A romantic."
Theseus rolls his eyes, "Cassiopeia Weasley. A pain in my arse."
"Well if you're going to be like that..." I try to push Theseus off my lap but he holds on even tighter.
"No please I'm sorry," He takes my hand and kisses my palm, "Sing to me again."
"I'm not singing to you Theseus."
"Yeah, you will."
I look down at Theseus, into his smiling eyes, his nose covered in dark freckles,
"so, then, I took my turn
Oh what a thing to've done
And it was all yellow"
Theseus stares up into my eyes with a soft smile on his face the entire time. I don't think I have ever felt so loved before by anyone ever before. His love for me is seeping through his skin, filling up the room, making it almost hard to breathe. It's overwhelming, addictive...
"What does yellow mean?" Theseus whispers.
"Are – are you serious? It's a colour darling."
Theseus rolls his eyes, "Wow really? No, you numpty, what does it mean in the context of the song?"
"It's the person who saved your life, one you can't live without. The one you love so much it hurts." I respond.
"So...you."
"Pardon?"
"You. You're my yellow or whatever the fuck muggle bullshit you just said."
"That would have been the cutest thing you ever said to me if you didn't follow it up with 'muggle bullshit."
"It was still the cutest thing I've ever said let's be honest."
"Speaking of saying stuff, never make me call you Daddy in the middle of sex ever again. That was weird as hell."
Theseus' cheeks flush red and he covers his face with his hands, "Why'd you go and ruin our moment?"
"Annie calls my Dad, Daddy, I sometimes call my Dad, Daddy..."
Theseus groans which only makes me laugh, "Leave me and my daddy issues alone Weasley."
"We could try 'sir'? But Daddy's got to go."
Theseus takes his hands off his face so he can see me, "I take it back, you're not my yellow. You're my green at best."
"Listen my love. I respect and am starting to understand your Daddy issues. But I, however, have a very good relationship with my father."
"Rub it in a little more why don't you." Theseus laughs then sighs, "I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable princess."
"It's alright," I say with a smile, "Sir is good."
"Mmm, sir is great."
I laugh and look at my phone, the screen reads three in the morning, "We should try and get some real sleep hmm?"
"We could. Or you could call me sir again."
"Or, we could go to sleep. I have about three compositions due this week and I haven't finished any of them."
"Slacker."
I hit Theseus' chest playfully, "I had bigger things to worry about than some stupid composition. I thought my boyfriend..." I let my sentence hang unfinished in the air.
Theseus sits up so his head is no longer in my lap, "Hey," he puts his hands on either side of my face to make sure that he has my attention, "I'm not going anywhere."
"I know, I'm sorry."
"What are you apologizing for? I was being a dick and I'm sorry I made you feel like I was going to leave you."
"Okay..."
"Okay."
Theseus smiles before leaning in and kissing me softly, but we are interrupted by the door to the common room opening and closing and footsteps heading down the hallway into where we are.
"Oh thank Godric you're awake. I'm going to go get a joint and the three of us are getting high." Ophelia says looking at me and Theseus.
"Where the bloody hell did you just come from?" I say to her. Theseus lies down on the sofa, his feet now on my lap instead of his head. Needless to say, I preferred it the other way around.
"Room of Requirement. Your girl just got laid." Ophelia says with the dumbest looking smile on her face, "Be right back. Don't go anywhere." She turns into the girl's dorms and disappears out of sight.
"You know, we should do that," Theseus states. He wiggles his toes a few times.
"Do what? Smoke a post-nut joint?"
"Yeah. Your sister has got the right idea."
I roll my eyes, "If we did that, we'd be high all the bloody time."
"I don't see a problem with that."
Ophelia comes back out into the common room before I can say something back. I watch her put the joint between her lips as she lights it with her lime green lighter. She only ever uses lime green Bic lighters, Freddie only ever uses gold Zippo lighters, and Dad uses neon pink Bic lighters so it's pretty easy to tell who's lighter is who's.
Ophelia takes a drag, lets it sit in her lungs for a beat or two, then exhales, "I'm about to tell you some pretty sexually graphic stuff. But given all the shit that you two have done, and the things I had to hear when you forgot the silencing charm. I think you owe me this."
Theseus scoffs as Ophelia comes over and sits down on top of the square coffee table in front of the sofa, "When have we ever forgot the silencing charm?"
Ophelia rubs her hand on her chin, pretending that she's thinking hard, "That time when we were all going out to that Italian place for dinner over the holiday and you and Cass said you would meet us there, you had to buy something from a shop or whatever. I accidentally wore my screaming socks so every time I stepped my socks would scream in pain. Annie refused to take a step further if I didn't go back home and change them, and let me tell you," She takes a long drag and talks as she exhales the smoke, "The things I heard that day will stick with me for the rest of my life."
I make a grabby hand towards Ophelia and she hands me the joint, "Well technically you weren't supposed to be home." Theseus says with a laugh, "But I see your point."
I pass the joint to my boyfriend and he sits up to take a drag.
"Oh, before I begin. I'm sorry about earlier Pia. I was in the wrong. It wasn't my place to say anything. Nothing had to be said in the first place. Me and my big mouth have to learn to shut up when we need to."
"Don't refer to your big mouth a separate being Leah. But thank you. All is forgiven."
Theseus chokes on the smoke, "Christ, this is good. Dominique's?" He hands the joint to Leah again.
"Nah, Longbottoms. Dad bought some off of him before we came back from the holiday and he gave a bunch to me."
"Longbottom..."
I laugh, "Yeah, Professor Longbottom. His wife Luna is a rad chick. She runs a flower shop close to my Nan and Pops and she does magic tattoos in the back. Mum and Dad have a matching one of fireworks on their shoulders. They go off every time they're close to each other."
Theseus scrunches up his nose, "Goes off...?"
"Like," Ophelia coughs, "Like they just look like a drawing of a firework in the sky once its exploded, but when our parents are close to each other, they start moving 'exploding' over and over again, shooting up their arms and filling their shoulders with colourful ink."
Theseus nudges me with his knee, half to get me to pass him the joint, half to just get my attention.
"We should get one."
"A fireworks tattoo? Darling my parents own and run the biggest fireworks brand in the wizarding world, it only makes sense if they have one like that."
"A matching tattoo dumbass."
Ophelia pretends to gag, "Gross, you two haven't even been together that long. It took Cass forever to get her head around our tattoo let alone one with you. No offence or anything bruv."
Theseus pops his lips together, "I forgot you have a tattoo," He moves so he can brush my hair away from my neck and see my Weasley tattoo behind my ear, "It's hot."
"I'd show you mine but it's on my foot and I don't let people see my feet without paying for it. Sorry." Ophelia says cutting through the little bubble that me and Theseus have created.
"You're twins. If I've seen this one's feet, I've seen your feet."
Ophelia and I both laugh, "One, offensive. Two, we aren't identical twins, literally, nothing about us is the same. Look at her, eight feet tall, buff as sin, scrawny as all hell, always seems to have a tan, and red bloody hair."
"And then we have this hobbit looking ass, short for no damn reason, has never done a sport before in her entire life let alone carry anything heavier than her textbook, and the picture of death herself," Ophelia says looking me up and down. We both break out into laughter again, the weed definitely having an effect on us already.
"Awh she's not a hobbit," Theseus says kissing my temple, "Bite-sized more like it."
Ophelia laughs so hard she nearly falls off the table. I swat my boyfriend's arm, a little harder than I normally do but he deserved it, "Bite-sized! Call me that again and you'll see what else is bite-sized." I look from his face down to his crotch and back up to his face again.
"Darling you and I both know it's not bite-sized," Theseus says with a wink.
"Bet you mines bigger," Ophelia says once she's fully got control over herself again.
Theseus looks at her with one eyebrow arched, "Yeah?"
Ophelia makes that 'that's what I said is it not' face and goes for her bag that she left in the common room before getting the weed. She pulls out a big baby blue strap-on dildo and hands it to Theseus, "Don't worry, I stopped by the loo and washed it before I got back in here."
I cover my mouth with both my hands to try and hide the blush on my cheeks, "Merlin's tits Ophelia!" I squeal.
Ophelia just laughs and laughs as she wiggles it around the air, "Can yours do this?" She says making her strap-on do a dance.
"I can't believe I am having this conversation right now," Theseus laughs, he pinches the bridge of his nose.
I decide to be bolder than normal, "Here let me see it," I say reaching out for her strap-on. Ophelia smiles and hands it to me with eagerness. I hold it out in front of me and use my fingers to measure. Both Theseus and Ophelia watch me in a high bliss, "Hate to say it O, but his is bigger."
Ophelia gasps and snatches her strap-on out of my hands. Theseus is laughing, clearly embarrassed. I cover my face with both my hands and laugh too.
"Bigger than a nine-inch dildo!" Ophelia says. She hits Theseus in the leg with it, "My man!"
"I have never been hit with a dildo before," Theseus says with the biggest smile on his face.
"Can't say that anymore."
Theseus shakes his head, "Get hit with a blue dildo by my girlfriend's twin sister. Cross that one off my bucket list."
Ophelia shrieks with laughter and I bury my head in Theseus.
"Weird fucking bucket list you've got there mate," Ophelia says once she's calmed down enough."
"Okay, you've smoked some weed, established that I'm a hobbit, hit my boyfriend with your dildo. What was the reason you came out to talk with us again?" I say to my sister, "Cause it's nearly four in the morning, and I have a transfiguration practical tomorrow."
"Darling we all have that practical tomorrow, we're in the same class... you're my partner for that assignment?" Theseus says to me.
"That class isn't till after lunch. You have time to listen to my story," Ophelia says. She takes another joint out of the little chest pocket and lights it. Before she takes a proper drag though, she presses the heels of her palms into her temples, "Give me a second, I hit my head earlier today."
Instantly it feels as if all of the weed has left my body and I'm instantly sober, "What do you mean you hit your head today? Ophelia that's bloody dangerous! It could send you right back home."
"Relax mother, it wasn't that bad." Ophelia looks at me, "Okay it was that bad, but there wasn't a chance in hell I was going to call it a night just because I got so nervous I forgot how to snog."
"You're telling me this is the result of a sex injury?" I say squinting my eyes.
"A pre-sex injury, but yeah. It was worth it though I mean the night I just got finished having was something out of this world." Ophelia looks that Theseus, "I consider you my friend so I'm not going to send you off for this. Be warned though you are about to hear about hours and hours of sex between your hobbit's sister and her girlfriend."
"I've already been hit with my hobbit's sister's dildo that she used in her hours of hours of sex with her girlfriend. Might as well hear what it was used for." Theseus says.
I curl up on the sofa and rest my head in Theseus' to listen to Ophelia's story. Weed makes me sleepy and it's not a secret so the two of them know full well that I'm probably going to pass out in the middle of this already weird conversation. Theseus covers me with a blanket and kisses the top of my head.
Ophelia takes a drag and hands the joint to Theseus, I watch him take a drag. Theseus smokes normal cigarettes sometimes too, but he doesn't do it around me often unless we are at a party. I sort of wish he did though cause it's hot. Watching him hold the joint between his fingers, place it between his beautifully sculpted lips. I watch in awe as he takes a deep breath through his mouth, inhaling the drug, before he leans his head back so he's looking up into the ceiling to blow the smoke out of his lungs in a slow puff of smoke. I'm completely mesmerized; his Adams apple, his jawline, the slight stubble peppering his face. He looks back at Ophelia cutting through my focus.
Ophelia laughs and takes a drag,
"Right, let's start at the beginning..."