FLIRT, theodore nott

12

JULIETTE

It was a poor decision, but watching Pansy Parkinson get knocked to the ground by Daphne Greengrass, had to be one of the most theatrical moments I'd captured firsthand. 

First of all, Parkinson groaned as loud as a pig, once her body hit the floor. To shut her up, Greengrass shoved her hand in Parkinson's mouth, which Parkinson concluded into biting. Once bit, Greengrass freaked out. An explosion could have been caused whilst his was happening, and yet no one would notice over Greengrass' bounty hunter screams.

After the two girls were dragged to the infirmary, although it didn't seem like they had any major injuries, my eyes found Theodore Nott's. He held the eye contact, somehow, forcing me to not break, as if my eyes were physically locked on his. Then, Arabella Black started tugging me away from the scene, not noticing the minor, yet major, interaction with the brunette boy.

I was yet to tell Bella about him and I, but first I needed there to be something to tell, or then it'd be a rather dull tale, although it feels too riveting. My mind reabsorbed into my surroundings, and I found myself trudging behind, a very determined, Bella. 

"Bella," I attempted to get her attention, but to no avail. "Bella," I elevated my voice to a slightly higher volume, yet again, no response. She was engrossed in her thoughts, and I was just a passenger on this mystery ride.

She had a tight grip on my wrist, as she led me through corridor after corridor. I soon got worried that something was going on. "Bella are you okay?" I shook my hand a slightly to attract her attention from whatever commotion was occupying  her thoughts.

Still, no response. Then, she stopped. I looked around rapidly, absolutely confused by Arabella's abstract behavior. She avoided my gaze.

"Arabella what's happening?" I asked, starting to get concerned.

"Do you hear that?" she whispers. 

"Hear what?" I whisper back playfully, amusing her.

She hints with her head towards the door to an empty classroom. We stand in silence as we strain our ears. Heavy breathing is heard.

"Somebody's getting at it in there," I laugh, and Bella joins in.

"Let's peek," Bella giggles.

"No, Bella, that's like an invasion of privacy or some shit," I try to reason but she's already peeking through the door.

"Oh no..." her lighthearted expression disappears. 

"Bella," I'm getting kind of scared, "What's going on in there?"

"Don't be upset, but..." Bella looked concerned.

"Arabella..."

She burst into laughter. To the point where tears were forming in the corners of her eyes. A long sigh, "It's just Pucey jerking off," a mischievous  smirk formed on her face.

"Arabella what are you thinking about," I smirk.

"I bet he could use some company..." 

"No."

"Go get 'em, tiger," and she pushed me into the classroom.

I gulped, holy shit. I was shoved through the door, and into the class. In front of me stood an awkwardly hard Adrian.

My face burned a bright red, "Oh, oh my gosh, I'm so sorry!"

"It's okay," a smirk formed on his face. He thought I was here for all the wrong reasons.