Obliviate

He still held her close, she squinted as the sunlight beamed through the curtains, she smiled down at his arm lazily slung across her waist. She grazed her fingertips against his hand, quickly snatching her hand away when he stirred a little, she held her breath as he fell back to sleep.

There was something different about him, he might have wanted nothing more than to have sex with her. But here he was, taking things as long as she wished, allowing her to sleep in bed with him. She felt a tear roll down her cheek, he was considerate of her feelings, if she felt like she couldn't do anything with Michael he'd get mad that she made him hard and then abandoned it.

She knew that she had made Theo hard before, and never once did he push her to do something she wasn't comfortable with. He never brought it up, never made her feel guilty. Never. She wiped away her tear as his arm tighten around her waist.

"Morning," he smiled at her, leaning over to kiss her, she hesitated not expecting him to kiss her. "You sleep alright?" she hummed, her eyes widened as she felt him against her thigh.

"Erm, Theo,"

"What?" he said tiredly, kissing her neck,

"You're-,"

"Don't worry about it, it happens some mornings," he pressed his lips against her, "especially, if I've had a dirty dream," he winked at her, she chuckled, "I'm going to use the bathroom, decide what you want to do today,"

As he left her bed, she smiled at the lipstick marks, on his neck and chest, remembering how he deterred Michael the night before. She bit her lip, as she remembered his words 'unholy desires so sinful no god could ever redeem us for our sins,' she shuddered, thinking of all the unholy desires he had, that he never voiced out loud to her.

"Theo, can I come in?" she asked, leaning on the door frame

"Sure," she opened the door, sitting on the sink as the shower ran, "what's up?"

"I was just thinking,"

"About?"

"What we could do tonight-

"I have a few ideas," she didn't need to see him to know that he had a smirk on his face, she bit her lip.

"Like what?"

"Well, I could tell you but I'm taking a cold shower for a reason,"

"Could I tell you what I want?"

"Yeah," he reached for a towel, wrapping it around his waist he opened the shower curtain stepping out of the shower, his wet hair falling in front of his eyes, he ran his fingers through his hair, slicking it back. "What is it, Kneazle got your tongue?"

"I erm," she paused her gaze drifting down his wet body, "I want to-

"What?" he chuckled, "see something you like?"

"I want to have a date," she blurted

"What?"

"A date, get dressed up go to dinner and dance"

"You're asking me on a date?" she chuckled, looking down between them,

"I guess I am,"

"Well, we can't leave in case someone finds me, it's been risky walking the dog," he said, she bit her lip understanding it was probably a big risk for him to be seen.

"I understand, it doesn't matter-

"No we'll still have a date, it'll just be here," she smiled, he leaned up pressing his lips against hers, "I best find something to wear,"

***

She avoided him for the rest of the day, telling him that he would have to pick her up for their date. He found the idea silly, but if it took her mind off questioning him or her situation with Michael he was going to act accordingly for her.

She chose a burgundy bodycon dress, the tight dress hugged her curves. She had this dress for a long time and never wore never feeling confident enough to exploit her assets. Waving her wand over her head, turning her straight blonde hair, into loose waves, a knock at her door pulled her attention away, she slipped on a pair of high heels.

"Who is it?" she asked sweetly

"The most handsome man you'll ever see," she could practically feel the smirk across his face through the door, she opened the door.

Neither of them spoke for a moment, he didn't recognise the girl standing before him, she was beautiful beyond words. She gazed up at him, he cleaned up nicely, somehow he had managed to get his hands on a suit and tie, he conjured a rose.

"For you,"

"It's beautiful," he held her hand guiding to downstairs, he placed his hands over her eyes.

"Relax, I'm right here," he told her, as her body tensed up,

He pushed open the door to a dining room, removing his hands she gasped, as the layout wasn't something she was expecting. A candle-lit dinner for two, she smiled as she grazed her fingers over the table setting, he pulled a chair out for her.

"Thank you," he sat opposite her, "for tonight no, order talk, no death eater and no fighting,"

"That's doable," they sat in silence for a moment, "you look beautiful by the way,"

"Thank you, you look good too," he chuckled

"You know what I realised," she hummed, "you've seen me naked, I haven't seen any part of you, only soft grazes of your thighs, though I'd much rather have them around my head," she almost choked on her food.

"This kind of talk is not dinner friendly,"

"It is true though you have seen me naked,"

"Yes," she smiled remembering the incident,

"Did you like what you saw?"

"It's something I can work with," he chuckled,

Theo leaned back into his chair, he patted his lap, she rolled her eyes, standing up as she walked over to him, perching herself on his lap. He smiled down at him tucking her hair behind her ear, he lifted her chin, placing a soft kiss on her lips.

She held the collar of his shirt, pressing her body against his, smashing her lips with hers, only when a window smashed did she pull away. Theo hurried to the window, seeing a brick on the floor, he glanced outside, seeing the culprit.

"Stay here, I'll be right back,"

He kissed her forehead as he headed outside, something impulsive possessed her to follow him outside she called out to him. As he turned around he warned her to get back inside, only two guys grabbed him, holding him while Michael punched him.

"Theo!" she shouted running towards them "let go of me," a guy grabbed her, holding her back, "Theo!"

"What do you want me to do they started this,"

"Well, then kill them sons of bitches," he punched them, ducking as Michael swung for him, Mollie bit the guy's arm he let her go, she kneed him in the balls, kicking him up his arse when he stood up. "Run away like a little bitch," kicking the guy again as he ran away.

"You're all tough when three against one," Theo tripped Michael punching him

"Theo," she hurried to him, holding his arm, "Don't he's not worth it,"

"Alright," he stood up, wiping his bloody nose, he cupped her face "you alright baby girl," checking that she was okay, she held his wrist nodding lightly, he leaned down to kiss her, "please let me hex him," he whispered, resting his forehead against hers.

"Bring him back to Grimmauld Place, I need to do something,"

He lifted Michael up doing as she said, he showed him back to Grimmauld Place, whatever she had planned he hoped it was worth it. He pushed Michael back into a chair, Mollie flicked her wand tying his hands behind her.

"How did you-

"We're wizards," she said, he didn't say anything, "that's right Michael you were fucking a witch, feel stupid now,"

"Why are you telling me this?"

"It doesn't matter you won't remember," as she held her wand up to him, Theo stopped her.

"Before you do I'd like to do something first," she moved away, holding up his wand making Michael's hand appear before him. "If you don't want to watch I won't make you," he told her, she held his hand showing him that she wasn't scared of him.

"Whatever you're going to do-

"Quiet," Theo spoke coldly, he pressed the tip of his wand against Michael's hands as the tip glowed a bright red light, "if you ever touch anyone against their will, regardless of if you're in the middle of something, you'll feel nothing but fire, as though your hands were drenched in gasoline and lit on fire, you understand?" he nodded his head scared by everything he was witnessing. "He's all yours,"

"Mollie please-

"Obliviate," she cast, pulling all memories of her from his mind, erasing all knowledge of magic, Grimmauld Place and the people inside.