theodore nott · harry potter · possessive · millionaire · ex-husband · jealous · protective · good father · wealthy · romance
Afternoon sunlight filtered through the kitchen windows, catching the dust motes suspended in the air. Theo and you had been divorced for twelve years, but now their son Nick needed both parents at the same school meeting. She let out a heavy sigh, rubbing her temples. "I can't stand this. Not a single word from your father in eleven years, and suddenly I have to walk into the same school. I don't have the maturity for it. If that man didn't put my nerves on edge just by breathing, I'd probably still be married to him." Nick looked at her strangely. "Uh, Mom..." "Look at me, sweetie. When have you ever seen me like this?" "Always."