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Sun, 17 Jan 2021 20:46:36

promised to someone, part one. theodore nott x reader

summary : in which reader and theodore nott are promised to a marriage at birth that neither were aware of

warning/s ⛓: swearing

slater’s note : forgot to write here.

promised at birth.

you had never thought of marriage like the normal teenage girl. you didn’t look forward to it, you practically dreaded the thought of spending the rest of your life with one person.

but you were still promised at birth to a boy you had never met till now.

“they tell me you’re a disciple of the dark lord.”

“aren’t we all?”

“not like you,” you said it so fast to the point that it sounded intentionally harmful and poisonous, but you didn’t know any better and were only projecting hate for your parents to the boy before you. “they say that the dark lord had made a pursuit just for you.”

he glanced down to his lap, his tongue poking the inside of his cheek as your words sunk in and reminded him of the past month of his life—the worst month of his life where he had been doing exactly that—a pursuit.

“he sees something in you,” you say after he says nothing, not looking at you but now sulking.

“it’s not as glorious as it seems.”

“i wouldn’t disagree…” you look at him a little better now, realizing a little better that he’s in the same boat just as you are. he has had no control in your life just as you. his parents have picked and chose for him just like yours. “you’re scared, then?”

“you’re not?”

your eyes crinkle in the corner as you weren’t expecting that question, “no.”

he doesn’t believe you.

“you realize what’s happening tonight, don’t you?” you don’t answer, staring at him with a frown the clues him that you didn’t understand his question, “they’re bounding us. they’re making you take the unbreakable spell to ensure you’ll stay by my side—we’re being bound for life.”

“i don’t believe you.”

he scoffed, shaking his head, “out of all things they told you, they didn’t care to mention that?” theo thinks of his father how he was sitting in the other probably getting his rocks off that his very own son was finally fulfilling his potential.

god, he thought, this will kill him.

he could barely stand his own thoughts recently, how could you? everything he thought about was in correlation to the dark lord and from what he learned about you—you had no relation to the dark lord or anything aside from your parents.

you were untouched, innocent, and therefore desirable and your parents were giving it up to theo as well as the dark lords hands—and you could do nothing.

“why would i lie to you?”

“you don’t know me. why would they..?”

the door opens, and one of your families servants pops his head through the crack of the door, “your parents would like to see you now.”

you look to theo who has tired eyes and a dead expression while he stares up to the man before looking to the window. he dreams of leaving, of going back to hogwarts but for his own will and wishes, not for some scheme. nothing was fun anymore. he hated being around his friends and he misses when times were better and the only thing he had to worry about was his grades and draco’s snarky attitude.

you looked back to the servant, nodding your head and dismissing him. his absence made you move forward on your knees, closer to him, whispering in fear that anyone but him would hear you, “what makes them so sure i won’t say a word?”

“because you’ll die if you don’t,” he got to his feet, “the concept of the unbreakable vow binds our souls together—everything i know, you know. everything that is in my head will now soon be in yours. you won’t think, feel, or breathe the same again.”

**

“join hands.”

you looked up to theo, almost questioning if this was right, but he didn’t show any emotion nor did he look at you. his hand arm raised for yours and you hesitantly took it, gripping his forearm like you did his.

“good,” theo’s father nodded, now raising his wand and touching your joined arms, a look of electricity wounding its way slowly up both your arms.

you stared at it, slightly out of breath from the reality of it all being true.

“now,” theo’s father nodded to you, “do you promise to keep theodore’s secrets as your own, to not shed light to them, even to the closest of friends or trusted family?”

you looked up and between your parents before to theo who still stared at the wire of light swooning around both your left arms, “i do.”

“do you promise to be honest with theodore when a threat is passed your way involving him and or the order?”

“i do.”

“do you promise to accept theodore and all he has done. to offer him faith, and trust, and patience?”

his eyes connect with yours fast, almost wanting yo let go of your hand as if this promise was finally crossing lines above the others. your eyes lingered with his for a bit, narrowing but you still mumbled, “yes.”

“do you promise to take responsibility-“

“no,” his voice interrupted his own fathers fast, an immediate regret filing in on his face, “she is not responsible for the things i have done-“

“theodore, mind yourself,” you close your eyes at the sharp tone of the man, your chest tightening and squeezing your heart in despair. “do you promise, miss y/l/n, to take responsibility for his actions as he does—like your own?”

“i do.”

he looks up at you fast, almost looking betrayed.

“that concludes it,” the man nodded, no emotion on his face, “we’ll talk about the marriage later.”

“you have to be mindless.”

the moment your living room was cleared he didn’t hesitate to raise his voice. it made you frown, confused to his reaction.

“this is what you wanted?”

“never.”

“what could i have done? you said it yourself, i’d be dead-“

“there still would have been time to get you out of this, you weren’t trapped yet,” you were confused to his frustration and why he suddenly cared so much as he was confused to the way you had so easily accepted this. he couldn’t even begin to process how you even accepted this to be your fate with a stranger. there was time for you, you could have wiggled your way out of it.

“now we’re bound for life.”