Seeker (Harry Potter Characters X Reader)

Teddy Lupin*

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Concentrating on things that bored you out of your mind was never easy, especially when each passing second made your head throb. You'd been focusing on words on a page for so long that you didn't even notice it when your eyes went out of focus and you'd stare blankly at the page in front of you. It was hard enough to do this alone, yet alone when someone was right next to you.

Teddy had a bad habit of clicking his pen that he'd got from a muggle friend. He'd do it over and over until it was steady like the ticking of a clock. His thumb would press down the button once, twice, three times. Every time it sprung up, he'd push it back down. It was a way for him to hone his focus but a way for you to lose yours.

You'd already managed to ignore it for half an hour, surely you could ignore it for a couple of minutes more.

You were studying lethifolds for your seventh year defence test that was approaching a lot faster than you'd like it to. You'd made it through half of the chapter and wrote two rolls of parchment and yet it's now that you're stumped. You've read the same sentence over and over and over and yet nothing seemed to register inside of your head. It was as if the words had lost all meaning, no matter how much you forced yourself to concentrate on each word nothing was making sense, the letters started to look jumbled and out of order - you couldn't tell if what you'd just written was spelt right or not because the whole word looked weird. It was that damn clicking.

You slammed your hand over Teddy's, who's head snapped up from his book. His furrowed eyebrows softened when he looked at you and a soft tint of pink coloured his cheeks. You pouted, attempting to snatch the pen from his hand but he only gripped it tighter. He smirked. 'What?'

'I can't focus because of that damn clicking.'

Teddy let his focus move from his studies and stared off into the distance. You took that as him stopping and turned back to your book. Finding the sentence you were on before was enough of a challenge - but then it started again. You slammed your book down on the library desk, sighing and glaring with all your might at Teddy. 'Teddy!'

'What?!'

'The pen!'

'Right, sorry.'

Teddy put the pen down on the desk this time, raising his hands as if to signal he wasn't going to do it again yet a strange twinkle in his eyes and a smirk told you this wouldn't be the end of it. Still, any opportunity to get back to work was a good one.

You buried your head back in the book, lifting your quill and scrawling a quote onto the parchment. Teddy looked down at his own book, staring at his parchment over the edge of the page and writing something down while sneaking side glances at you. He waited until you had relaxed and focused again before he pressed the edge of the button down against the wooden table. The noise was even more annoying than when he just clicked it normally. If looks could kill that livid glare would end his life a lot earlier than he expected.

'Teddy! Stop clicking that damn thing!'

'Make me.'

The tone in his voice made a heat rush to your cheeks as if you'd caught a fever. The air of the entire conversation had changed. Teddy knew exactly what he was doing and you weren't upset about it at all - if he'd just give you fifteen minutes to finish this.
'T-Teddy I'm trying to study,' you mumbled lifting your quill again, avoiding his fire filled gaze - but it didn't seem that Teddy was listening as he landed a hand on your thigh. Your grip on your quill tightened so much you feared the thing would snap, especially when his hands moved further up, sliding like red hot snakes.