heart of desire ( harry j potter )

4.1 ∣ the invitations

Theo's father and he have been arguing for two weeks now. Since then, Tho has been staying with Y/n and Walburga. Her mother didn't have a problem with Theo staying since she was still on the idea that Y/n and Theo would be getting married next year. He had been sleeping on the floor of Y/n's bed, which he didn't have a problem with.

Y/n woke up pretty early, turning on the light that was on the side table.

They were both tangled in the sheets with Theo sleeping next to her, which caused her to throw a pillow into his face, waking him up. "Merlin, Y/n..." He muttered, moving the pillow. "You didn't have to hit me..."

"you fell asleep in my bed, Theo-" She mentioned standing up and fixing a book that was about to fall off of the side table. As Theo sat up in a long-sleeved, blank shirt. "Get ready for breakfast, I will return shortly."

She tossed a shirt into his face, while he grabbed his, furrowing his eyebrows. "Ready?"

"You never seem to remember that Mother expects us to dress appropriately for breakfast," Y/n said, taking out a tie and pulling her hair up. She glanced at Theo as she put her hair up and walked out of the room.

Even if she was fourteen, Walburga didn't care if she had a boy in her room. Counting her and Theo had been close since her first year in Hogwarts. The bonus is the marriage, which Y/n wasn't sure that she wanted to do. "Kreacher, is breakfast ready?" The girl asked walking into the kitchen.

The house-elf turned to her, with a nod while she sent him a small smile. "Master, Walburga is finishing getting ready.." Kreacher spoke, "Kreacher is just finishing plating the food, for the noble house of Black-"

"Thank you Kreacher," She thanked before turning on her heel and walking back into the hall, and up the stairs. Y/n knocked on her door, while Theo opened the door sending her a glare. He was wearing a men's turtleneck, with cargo pants.

"It's breakfast-"

"with my Mother, now out-"

"Grace should be mailing us, any minute now...knowing her" Theo explained, while Y/n nodded walking into her room and closing the door, once he exited.

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When she arrived in the dining area, Walburga was seated where she usually sat at the end of the time to view the daily prophet. Theo sat near the woman who was already eating. Walburga's lips were prised looking at the news clipping like they always were. "There you are, are you interested in joining us?"

The fourteen-year-old, "Yes, Mother" She said, nodding while walking over and sitting next to Theo. "Mother, Grace should be writing about the world cup anytime now." As she began eating, making sure her back was in a straight position.

"Ah yes, I will be attending with the five of you..." Walburga spoke, closing the daily prophet. "I have some business to attend to at the world cup, with the Malfoy's...You will be attending as well, would you Nott?"

"Yes, Mrs Black," Theo replied, "Mrs Newman has gotten five tickets for us"

However, Y/n didn't quite know how her mother would be attending with them. Would the Malfoy's have given her a ticket? Did she make a deal with the Minister? What business? thoughts ran through her mind, looking down at her food. "I would expect the two of you to be attending the yule ball together?"

Both of the teenager's furrowed their eyebrows, incomplete lost for what Walburga was going on about. They exchanged a secret look before turning to her mother. "Could you repeat that please Mother," The girl pondered.

"I have completely forgotten to tell you," Walburga said, "According to the Minister, Hogwarts is going to be holding the Tri-wizard tournament, this year...I would expect you to make friends with the Beauxbaton girls...Y/n-"