But that was when it had all gone, horribly, terribly wrong. His father had slammed down his napkin and forcefully insisted that Theo leave all this nonsense with Hermione behind once he graduated that spring. That it was unseemly to have a mudblood lover. "You'll have a wife, Theo," his father had crooned, not caring that his cold, uncaring words might hurt Hermione. "One who is better...suited to you. It won't take long for you to forget her."