Theodore Nott And His Darkest Timeline

The Mark was still burned into their skin; it still devoured their veins and kept their blood tainted.. "I always wanted to love you," Pansy said, her voice breaking as a sob took over. Theo pulled her to his chest and ran his fingers through her short hair. "You have before," Theo promised her and kissed her forehead. "There is no love that is not an echo."