midnight snacks

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eighteen.

Illuminated ceilings invaded my pupils and scents of freshly cooked chicken assaulted my senses however I was in no decent mood to eat and I headed straight for my dorm room, sighing as I found out our new password was "pureblood". I had discussed my lesson options for this year and onwards with Professor Snape - who seemed to have full confidence that I could carry on with any lesson I wanted to due to my outstanding results in my OWL's - and soon I had my personalised time table complete.

After catching up with the twins and hearing about how Harry and Ron crashed a flying car into a hormonal tree it was already time for lights out. Well, for everyone but me of course. Sneaking out of the dungeons at night was pretty easily done considering most people were way too terrified down there in the day, and the only movement was from the reflection of the lake outside and the odd ghost here and there. Plus, with my abilities growing overtime I doubted I could ever be caught for sneaking out again.

That was until I bumped into a very firm and broad shouldered stranger.

"What do you think you're doing out at night, it's against the rules to be sneaking about!" He announced in a rushed yet manor filled tone. I didn't know why but it sounded forced, as if he didn't really care I was out.

"I do understand it's against the rules, but I'm hungry and bored." I explained rolling my eyes at the lanky and slightly adorable Hufflepuff Prefect I'd never seen before. I continued to walk towards the kitchen's with him hot on my heals.

"So, if you know you're breaking the rules why risk it?" He asked.

"Um, because I'm starving and it's kinda fun being a little dangerous once and a while, don't you think?" I smirked, "Plus, it's not like I expected a Hufflepuff down here."

"Just because I'm a Hufflepuff doesn't mean I'm afraid." He stated slightly arrogantly and he jogged a little to keep up with me.

"What a typical Gryffindor thing to say. In a very Slytherin sort of way. What are you going to do now, work out the circumference of my brain like a Ravenclaw?" I smirked. Surprisingly he laughed. I knew the whole every Gryffindor was brave, every Slytherin was mean etc thing was bullshit but I didn't really care.

"I was just going to offer to walk you to the kitchen's, just incase you got caught." I couldn't help but blush a bit, "I'm Theo by the way. Theo Thompson."

"Pleasure to meet you Theo." I replied smirking at his sweetness. He continued to follow me all the way towards the kitchens, mirroring my steps I had taken in my embarrassing zebra slippers.

Theo had a cute baby face and at the same time looked older than me. He was tall and slim and had dark brown eyes that looked as if he was trying to burn holes into my soul if I even attempted to look into them. They were beautiful to say the least. His hair was a messy mop of blonde and I couldn't help but feel the urge to reach over and mess it up a lot.

"Why were you down in the dungeons anyway?" I asked as the Hufflepuff boy lead the way into the kitchens.

"On my way back from delivering a message to Snape." He replied shakily making me wonder whether or not that was the truth, however I did not press any further on the subject. "Aren't you going to tell me your name?" He asked with a charming smile, holding out the door for me. I was surprised that someone could actually be interested in me. I ignored his question but smiled, skipping past some of the house elves who were hurrying around cleaning dishes and tending to the kitchen to sit down on one of the stools next to a long wooden table that looked very similar to the tables in the great hall.

"Being secretive?" He asked joining me after asking one of the house elves politely to make me a sandwich or two and a drink.

"Why of course. Don't really know you do I. I don't even think I've ever seen you before." I replied as a smiling little elf placed a plate of chicken, crackers and cheese, sandwiches and grapes in front of me. "Thank you very much." I whispered.

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