OFF LIMITS, theodore nott

four

"I never craved attention until I tasted yours"

ALICE

Pansy and Daphne walked into the Slytherin common room with their arms latched together while I trailed behind. The common room was full of Slytherins, and occasionally, I'd notice a Gryffindor, but I didn't know anyone enough to be able to tell.

I scanned the party, but I didn't see any familiar faces. I followed Pansy and Daphne, afraid that if I lost them, I'd be swallowed into the crowd. 

As I struggled behind the two, I noticed Nott talking to a few people. I stared at him until he met my eyes. He said something to whoever he was talking to and made his way towards me. To my dismay, he was intercepted by Daphne, who wrapped her arms around his broad shoulders and spoke to his lips, he rubbed her back up and down but continued to hold our eye contact. 

I looked away to only continue to feel his eyes burning holes into the side of my head. I looked back to him, whispering something into her ear, his eyes locked on mine. I pulled up the top of my shirt, getting jittery.

He slowly looks me up and down and subtly licks his lips. Holy fuck.

Daphne doesn't release him from her tight grasp, and Nott's hands dip to her waist as a playful smirk dances on his lips. That bastard is trying to make me jealous. 

I wink and turn my attention away from the couple, but I realize I've lost Pansy. Fuck.

I take a few steps before I find Draco with a few other Slytherins. I make my way to their group. As I get closer, I realize the group consists of Draco, Jeremiah, and Ezekiel. 

"Here comes the attractive Malfoy," Jeremiah teases as he sees me coming.

"Hey guys," I greet sheepishly.

Draco gives me a once over, "the fuck are you wearing?" 

"What the fuck Draco-" I'm cut off by Ezekiel.

"What everyone else is?"

"Thanks, Lestrange, but I've got this," I tell him, and he backs off. 

Draco just rolls his eyes and turns away. Lestrange follows, but Riddle stays.

"Then it was me and the pretty girl," he winks.

"You're such a tease," I counter.

"Only for you," he takes the back of my hand and softly kisses it. My face turns a bright scarlet.

He's about to say something else, but his eyes travel behind me. I quirk an eyebrow and turn my head. I'm met with Theodore Nott's tall figure.

"Mind if I steal her from you?" he says more as a command. 

Riddle looks visibly upset but gives in, "All yours. See you around, Malfoy."

"I was having a conversation, Nott," I say, slightly annoyed, slightly skeptical. 

"We're having one right now," he winks. 

My eyes travel to the drinks table. I see Greengrass pouring herself something. "You're girlfriend's at the drinks table if that's what you were wondering, but you guys can't seem to get your hands off each other, so you probably already knew that."

"Hmm, does that bother you, Malfoy?" he inches closer to me. I take a small step back.

He looks me up and down again, his eyes slowly trailing my figure and lingering a little too long on my cleavage. I imagine how much he can see looking down at me. I cross my arms over my chest, breaking him out of his trance.