Summary:
"It's... You are... Ugh, you're very distracting!" He teared his arm away from Theo's hand.
Or, the one where Liam doesn't focus on the game he is supposed to be playing because he gets distracted by a certain someone.
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Word Count: 1381
Thiam - Hogwarts AU - Part 1
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Liam was in the library with Mason, finishing their potions homework, he was having a little trouble with the second question, he had searched the pages he was supposed to read countless times, but he just couldn't see the answer. He knew he could ask Mason for help, but the moment Liam asked would be the moment he's friend would go full teacher on him and explain more than he needed to know, confusing him even more, Ravenclaw friends can be helpful and cool to hang out with, but when it came down to knowledge Liam usually preferred to don't get on Mason's way. Liam groaned, after yet again not finding the question and scribed down something that probably was far from what he was supposed to answer. He just wanted to move onto the next one.
"Dunbar," someone called behind him. "Hope you're ready to get your ass kicked tomorrow."
Liam turned around in his seat to be met with Theo Raeken's smirking face and Mason lifted his eyes from his book, rolling them when he saw who was talking to his frned. He wasn't surprised to see Theo there, those two really were as obvious as a dragon in the middle of the Great Hall, but as oblivious as a door, he returned to his book and let them be.
"Go away, Raken," Liam scoffed.
"Why so annoyed? Only came to warn you that you're gonna lose."
"Why so conceited?"
"It's not called conceited, darling, it's called realistic," Theo grinned. "You Gryffindors don't stand a chance against us."
"I wouldn't be so sure," Liam raised an eyebrow.
"Tomorrow we'll see which one of us was right," Theo shrugged, clearly not worried.
Liam turned to his book, intending on ignoring Theo completely, but the other boy seemed to have other plans, since he leaned into Liam's personal space. Liam tensed up, not knowing what to do with himself or what Theo was planning on doing. He saw Theo smirk and saw the mischievous glint in his eyes, but he wasn't prepared to feel his warm breath against his neck or his mouth next to his ear when Theo moved.
"By the way, the second answer is wrong."
After saying that, Theo winked at Liam who, to his own dread and Theo's amusement, felt himself blush.
"See you tomorrow, Dunbar," Theo grinned.
Liam was left speechless and lost in some kind of trance for a moment, until Mason's laugh woke him up to reality.
"Man, you two should really relive the tension."
"What tension?"
"The sexual tension."
Liam opened his mouth, ready to deny any kind of sexual tension with Theo of all people, but closed it again when he saw that Mason had already returned to his book, not bothering with waiting for an answer. After that Liam could only mutter to himself about nosy Ravenclaw friends, and something that sounded suspiciously like "conceited, hot Slytherins", not that that was what he was saying. Of course it wasn't.
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Liam could have shouted when he saw Theo's hand wrap around the shiny little snitch. It felt like he had handed Slytherin the game's victory in a silver plate because it had been entirely Liam's fault that the golden ball was now in Theo's hand.
