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  LUCY WEASLEY COULD DRIVE HIM CRAZY, with every sweet stutter or every shallow breath she puffed out with those swollen, devoured lips of hers. and now she wore nothing but thin purple straps beneath that DEVIL COAT that in his mind, adorned every smoothed curve of skin his fingers had yet to touch, LIPS yet to taste. the threat of shivers almost fucking startled him as he felt her hand grip onto his sleeve           did she fucking trust him? he wasnât fucking trustworthy, much less by someone like her. how could she be STUPID enough to even think it? and why the fuck did it make him so MAD suddenly? â -you ask too many fucking questions. â he didnât know why he SMIRKED then.
  THEO WATCHED THE BARRIER DISSOLVE. or rather, he heard it tear itself apart behind him, followed by the sound of sadistic cackling and an incoming onslaught that was bound to end BADLY           and not for those who wore the mark he knew belonged in HIS OWN fucking future; green and black. a certain DOLOHOV glanced his way; theo could see the threatening twitch of his hand, ready to destroy and enslave those that betrayed the RIGHT blood, before the realisation glazed over green eyes. theo didnât stop, continuing along the path until they reached a small opening between the multitude of trees and leaves. â weâre hiding right now. look around, itâs just me and you, all alone. â
  THE PERFECT CHANCE, THEY MIGHT SAY. going forward, theo had other priorities than a girl with her last name, with the reputation they had for fraternising with the ENEMY. sure, he knew what he had to do tonight, but that didnât mean he wasnât fucking PISSED that it had to happen right now, just as soon as it was getting so fucking GOOD. as a frustrated sigh made it past the lips he ran his tongue across, he reached for the hands that tugged on his, pinning them against the rough bark of a tree behind her. that familiar chocolate-covered strawberry scent beckoned him, INFURIATED him. theo touched his lips to her exposed neck, dragging his palm down the bark in PHYSICAL pain.
 â FUCK, LUCE, YOUâRE FUCKING KILLING ME. â for all the patience theo had learned to grow, and for all the fucking CONSIDERATION heâd practised, all of it seemed to slip away from him then, setting loose the STARVING animal that hungered for all things lucy weasley. he bared his teeth, grazing it slightly against the skin of her SHOULDER, feeling that fucking strap against his tongue. â weâre not fucking FINISHED here. â rustling sounded from amongst the shrubbery, forcing hazel eyes to glance up at hers. â -i canât fucking believe iâm saying this, but iâve got to leave. â heâd been living under a false name for TOO long, living a LIE long enough. â stay here, youâll be safe. â why did he care?
                    the rustling FADES, another SOLDIER who knew their place.                        â           stay OUT of the way, princess. this will get UGLY. â















