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"You're studying me Theo. I'm not a poem," didn't I just say that! "No, you're far more attractive then poetry," he says while walking towards me. This just happened, why am I reliving it? Those same hands pull off my glasses. I glance at his chest and there's a E tattoo, "Eye's up here, beautiful," his hand tilts my face up, and it hits me, this is the memory that Theo was talking about. "Are we not meant to be swimming?" "Then let's swim..." Emeline runs into an all too familiar Slytherin, in a bookstore. She can't remember how she remembers him, but does she want to know why she's forgotten? I would like to note that I do not own any of the Harry Potter Characters, nor the books. I haven't found many good Theodore Nott fanfics, as there aren't very many in general, so I'm writing this one. This story contains a lot of very tough subjects that can be incredibly triggering (abuse, ED, self harm, anxiety, suicide, sexual content, substance abuse) so if you don't feel you can handle these topics this may not be the best story for you.
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