Bad Omens

IV

Wren Riggings

"You always run off to Diggory when you're upset?" 

I decided to sit in the great hall as students place their names in the Goblet of Fire and now that I'm sitting here I'm not sure why. I think it was to get away from some of my classmates, but turns out more than enough people had the same idea. I look up from the book Hermione and I have both been reading and I see Theodore. 

"Theo, it's not like that." I shake my head. "You know it is not like that, right?" I ask and he shrugs while taking a seat behind me. 

"Seriously?" I ask while closing my potions book and turning to face him. "Don't get territorial. It's not an attractive look on you." I see anger flash over his eyes and within seconds my wrist is in his grasp and I'm being dragged out of the room and into the now empty halls.

"Don't snap at me Wren." Theo pushes my back against the wall and I roll my eyes. "Don't give me that attitude either, not when I don't deserve it."

"Where was the love and comfort after what Moody said to me? You didn't even follow after me when he dismissed class." I shove him back slightly, creating more distance between us. 

"You are the most stubborn girl I know and you wanted me to chase after you?" He asks with a laugh. " You would've screamed at me to give you space if I chased. Don't spin this on me. You're stubborn when you're sad and you know it."

"Then how come Cedric was able to comfort me?" I challenge. "How come he was able to do it but you can't?" 

Probably because he's not complicated and because he knows how to show emotions. 

"You're trying to anger me." Theo steps back and I shrug. "You're pushing my buttons so I'll give you attention."

"Or it's the truth and you can't stand that a Hufflepuff boy treats me well."

He closes the gap we both created with each other. "Then go date the fucker." His voice lowers to a volume I've only ever heard from him when he's talking to other people. 

I am not meant to date anyone. I'm not even sure I should be trusted to have friends with how reclusive I become when I'm anxious. 

 "I'm not trying to date Cedric Diggory." 

"And you're not trying to date me either, right?" His head tilts to the side as he searches my eyes for an answer. 

Over the last year we've confused each other with our actions so much that I'm not even sure we can still consider our bond to be platonic. His lips have been on mine more than a handful of times and if I could I'd keep him for myself. 

He's the person I feel closest to in Slytherin. He's a confidant and a friend. 

"So, I guess everyone is fair game now?" He asks when I don't have an answer for him. 

"Have I not heard enough horrible things for one day? You're really going to rub salt in my wounds?" 

"You and I can figure out what it is we're doing later," he says. "I'll let you get back to Hermione." 

He stalks off in the direction of our common room leaving me to compose myself. 

It's time like these that I question why I've aligned myself with him. Its comforting to know that we both understand what it is like to live as children of death eaters. We may have a mutual fear of the future, but he isn't meant to love a girl like me. He isn't meant to date a girl like me because I challenge him too much. 

"Twice in one day?"

"Viktor." I nod my head at him and he crosses his arms over his chest. "Don't mind me. I'll be on my way," I say before heading back inside where I left Hermione.