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Theodore Nott - paisley

As I sit in the library, nose deep in a potions textbook, the group of boys at the end of the isle have anything but my attention.

It's a Saturday, which means I'm doing all of my homework in the library now so I have Sunday free to do as I please, which is usually hanging out with Harry, Ron and Hermione doing whatever crazy shit they drag me into.

As I turn the page, one of the boys departs from the group and makes his way over to me. At first I don't notice, until he noisily drags a chair from the table next to me right up next to mine.

I look up from my book, my glasses on the very tip of my nose daring to fall off. I push them up and look at the boy confused.

When he doesn't say anything, I speak up.

"Can I help you?" I say furrowing my brows.

He looks down at my clothes, then back up at my face with a smirk.

"Whats that print called?" He says motioning to my skirt.

I'm wearing a white longeeve shirt and a paisley skirt with shades of orange and brown mixed in, and black Mary Janes.

"My skirt?" I question.

"Yes,"

"Um- paisley I think. Why?"

He smirks, then says "it's cute, looks good on you." Then gets up and walks away.

I open my mouth to say something, but he's already back with the group of boys before I can. Confused, I pick up my potions book, stuff it in my bag, then leave the library.

What the hell?

...

Three weeks pass since the interaction with the Italian boy in the library, and I keep seeing him around the castle. He's also in my potions class, my charms class, and my astronomy class. His name is Theodore Nott, a 6th year Slytherin. He hangs out with Draco Malfoy and his lot, which Hermione says is "absolutely nothing but trouble. And ego."

When I told her Harry and Ron about what happened, she went on a tangent about sexism and how boys are disgusting, "especially those ones", which visibly hurt Harry and Rons feelings. But while she was ranting, all I could think about was that accent.

"It's cute, looks good on you."

It's all I've been able to think about since it happened.

As I sit in potions, him just a few feet away from me, my skin tingles. I know next to nothing about him, yet he clouds my thoughts constantly.

As if he can read my mind, Theo's head whips around and he looks me dead in the eyes as I stare at him.

Shit.

Full of embarrassment, I look away hoping he doesn't think much of it. But of course, as soon as professor Slughorn is finished talking, Theo struts his way over to me, a playful smirk on his lips.

"Thinking about me?" He teases.

"What makes you think that?" I ask, trying my best to hide my grin that's fighting so hard to show.

"Just a lucky guess. Wanna be my partner?"

My pulse quickens, and I glance over at Hermione Harry and Ron who are all looking at me from the table where they're getting their supplies.

"Um... Im usually partners with Harry," I say honestly, but I'm also just nervous to have to be partners with Theo. If he makes me this nervous with just a brief interaction, I can't imagine being partners with him.

"I'm sure Harry can find a new partner, from what I hear everybody loves the chosen one."

I think for a moment before finally giving in. "Fine. But you better not mess this up," I say.

"Yes ma'am," he replies following me over to the supply table.

We gather our things, receiving plenty of dirty looks from Hermione, probably because she hates Theo and all his friends, but also because she now has to work with Ron and Harry.

We quickly get to work, cutting, squishing, and stirring away.

Just as we're almost done, just like in the muggle movies, Theo and I reach for the unicorn piss, or whatever kind of piss it is at the same time, his hand brushing my finger tips. We both look up at each other as I pull my hand away from the small vile.

"No, please," he says nodding his head toward the vile. "All yours."

I smile lightly before grabbing the vile and pouring the contents into the cauldron.

"All done," I declare.

Theo smiles and gives me a high five before calling over professor Slughorn to check our potion.

"Perfect!" He says after checking, then hands us both a small vile of a light brown, sparkly looking substance.

"It's a pheromone potion, take one drop and you'll smell devine to anyone who comes into the same room as you for a whole week!" Professor Slughorn declares proudly.

"Sounds like a nightmare," Lorenzo Berkshire, one of Theo's friends says walking up behind Theo and I placing a hand on his shoulder, "the ladies can't get enough of me already," he slightly smirks and winks at me.

I roll my eyes and place the vile in the pocket of my robes.

"Well, since you two are the first to finish successfully, how about you clean up and you can spend the last twenty five minutes of class wherever you please," the professor smiles kindly before walking back to his desk.

Theo and I give each other a grin before swiftly cleaning our space and leaving the potions room.

I glance back once, only to find Hermione glaring at me from her table, partly, I know for a fact, because we finished before her.

"So, where to now?" He asks.

Surprised, I look up at him. "You wanna go somewhere? With me?" I ask.

"Who else would I go with?"

I smile to myself somewhat proud.

"We could go to the library," I suggest.

"Ahh, our meeting spot. Let's go,"

...

After about twenty minutes sitting and talking in the library, getting shushed multiple times by madam pince, we finally decide to leave.

"Who knew Theodore Nott was so fun to hangout with," I tease.

"Everyone whose ever hangout with me love," he smirks down at me, "we should do it again sometime. Soon."

I look away, feeling my face heat up involuntarily.

"I guess I could clear a day in my schedule,"

He laughs and shakes his head.

That laugh.

What're you doing to me Theodore Nott?

...

A/N:

GUYS there will in fact be a part two, so don't worry😌

Sorry for basically edging you with the story, there's more coming😩