FLIRT, theodore nott

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THEODORE

The most first quidditch game of the year was happening in front of my eyes, but I couldn't keep them off of Juliette. She was sitting too close to Zabini. I tried to read what they were saying, but they were too far away for me to lip-read. 

My fists clenched, Daphne noticed. 

"Oh baby, are you tense?" a devilish smirk was plastered on her face.  Her clingy hands clawed my shoulder.

"No, it's nothing," I brushed off Daphne's hand from my arm.

"Are you sure...?" her hands traveled to my belt.

Even though I wasn't in the mood, I knew Juliette would watch us leave together, so I grabbed Daphne's hand and led her down the stairs. 

As we passed Juliette's seat I glazed my hand on her shoulder subtly so she'd know I was with Daphne.

I dragged her into Hogwarts and into an empty classroom. "I'll make you feel really good" she moaned and got onto her knees. 

JULIETTE

Blaise spent most of the game explaining what was going on. I sat at the end of the row with Blaise on my left. I finally started to somewhat understand when I felt a muscular hand graze my shoulder. I turned my head to see Nott leading Daphne Greengrous down the stands. I felt my hands clench up. 

Blaise's hand wrapped around my clenched one. "What's the matter, Juliette?" his hand made comforting circles around the back of my hand.

My cheeks burned a bright pink, "nothing."

"You sure?" he quirked up an eyebrow.

I unclenched my fist, "yeah, thanks Blaise."

"Don't worry about it," and he moved his hand away from mine.

The feeling of a muscular hand on mine made me think of Nott. Then thoughts of whatever he was doing with Greengrass flooded into my mind. Jealousy immediately flooded through my veins. As much as I hated being 'one of Nott's girls,' I still wanted to be his only girl.

As the game commenced, my focus drifted from it to the bottom of the stairs. Maybe if I just went to find Nott he'd just give up his hookup persona and learn to commit to a loyal relationship. 

I was delusional. 

I stayed put. By the end of the game, Nott and Greengrass made their way back up the stairs. Nott held Daphne's hand as he held intense eye contact with me. I couldn't shy away from his gaze to give him the satisfaction so I kept my eyes locked with his. Eventually, I felt Blaise tap my shoulder and I was forced to avert my gaze from his ocean blue eyes.

People in the stands stood while they cheered for Slytherin's win. I clapped with them. Blaise grabbed my hand as he left Arabella, Draco, and me down the stands to the Slytherin common room.

As we walked down the hallway to the Slytherin common room, I felt a tap on my shoulder. To my surprise, Theodore Nott stood in front of me.

"Hi, Ravens," he paused, "could we talk?"

I looked back at Arabella who was visibly mouthing 'no' and offered her an apologetic smile.

"Sure," I let go of Blaise's hand and Nott took mine. 

Before I went, Blaise whispered in my ear, "Don't do anything stupid."

Nott dragged me into a familiar classroom and locked the door.

"Nott, if you're looking for sex then I'm leaving," I told him blankly. I was not kidding and if he tried anything I wasn't comfortable with I was leaving.

"Don't worry sweetheart," he offered me his infamous smirk, "I just want to talk."

"So talk." I sat on a desk.

"You've been avoiding me."

"Have I?" I asked innocently.

"Don't play with me Ravens," he said dominantly.

A small smirk escaped my lips, but I attempted to keep a straight face.

"Why are you avoiding me?" he asked taking a step closer to me. 

"I don't believe I'm avoiding you," I shrugged.

He rolled his eyes, "Ravens cut the shit. You're getting on my fucking nerves."

"Sorry, I don't know what you mean," I couldn't hide my smile.

In one swift motion, his muscular hand was wrapped around my neck. "Listen, baby, tell me why the fuck you're avoiding me and the question."

My eyes widened, but his dominance turned me on. I gulped. "I-I'm not o-obsessed with you," I breathed, his hand still wrapped around my neck.

"Are you sure about that?" his grip tightened.

I crossed my legs to relieve some of the tension between my thighs. With his free hand, he uncrossed my legs and separated them with his knee.

The room became progressively hotter. 

Nott let go of my neck and placed his head in its place. He whispered three much too familiar words, "Push me away."

His lips were centimeters from my neck. I didn't push him away. His hands made their way to my waist. "Hmm, that's what I thought," he said lowly as a devilish smirk formed across his face.

His lips finally made contact with my neck.  My hands traveled to his hair as he sucked on my skin. Then reality came back to me.

"Stop," I mumbled, and he did.

"What's wrong my love?" his thumb caressed my cheek back and forth. 

"You have to stop doing this shit with me," I groaned. "You have a fucking girlfriend."

"I know, but--" he started but I cut him off.

"But what? You aren't satisfied with only one girl you need to have every single one," I vented, "You have a girlfriend but that's not enough, you have a side chick, but that's not enough. I don't know how many girls you're fucking with right now, but I don't want to be one of those girls."

"Listen to me Juliette," I loved how my name rolled off his tongue, "you're different. You're special. You make me feel ways no one else has ever before." 

"You're lying."

"I'm not," he told me and I believed him.

My lips smashed onto his. As our lips collided into a rough and lustful kiss, my hands wrapped around his neck and he placed his hands on my waist subtly under my shirt.

This was so wrong. So wrong. But it just felt so right.

Author's Note: heyy tysm for 54k reads omgggg im so grateful <3333. juliette did not do a good job staying away from nott but would u?

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