Theodore found himself strangely preoccupied with thoughts of you after that short encounter.
He couldn't help but wonder what it was about you that intrigued him so much. Every time he saw you around the school, he felt his heart race a bit faster.
He found himself looking forward to breakfast just to catch a glimpse of you, and he often caught himself daydreaming about what it would be like to have a conversation with you that extended beyond a few words.
Days turned into weeks, and Theodore's curiosity about you only grew. He discovered from his friends, Blaise and Pansy, that you were known for the way you were quite the mystery, always appearing out of nowhere and disappearing just as quickly. Theodore was captivated by your enigmatic presence.
One day, as the weather started to shift towards autumn, Theodore found himself walking alone in the courtyard after class. Lost in thought, he was startled when he heard your voice behind him.
"Lost again Nott?"
Turning around, Theodore saw you leaning against a nearby tree, a mischievous grin playing on your lips. He chuckled, surprised by how comfortable he felt around you despite barely knowing you.
" suppose I have a tendency to wander," he replied, his lips curving into a small smile.
You pushed yourself off the tree and took a step closer. "Well, I must admit, I'm intrigued. You don't look at me with disgust like the other slytherins... it's nice"
"Is that so?" Theodore raised an eyebrow, genuinely curious about your perspective.
"Yeah. You're quiet, but you don't exude the same air of superiority that most of your housemates do."
He shrugged, leaning against the tree now. "I find that whole superiority thing a bit tiresome, to be honest."
You nodded in agreement. "Me too. So, what do you do when you're not wandering, Mr. Nott?"
Theodore chuckled. "Well, enjoy spending time in the library, reading and researching various subjects. And I have a penchant for painting."
"Painting, huh? I wouldn't have pegged you as the artistic type."
He smirked. "Appearances can be deceiving, don't you think?"
You laughed, the sound light and pleasant.
"Touché. Well, maybe you can show me some of your paintings someday."
"I'd like that," he admitted, feeling a warmth spread through him at the thought. "And maybe this time Hermione won't drag you away from me," he laughed.
As the conversation continued, Theodore found himself opening up to you in a way he hadn't with others. Your easygoing nature and genuine interest in him put him at ease. It was a feeling he wasn't used to, but one he welcomed wholeheartedly.
Little did he know that this conversation marked the beginning of a deep and unexpected connection between the two of you.
Over the following weeks, you and Theodore's friendship blossomed into something more profound. Your witty banter and shared interests formed a strong foundation, and the mysterious air that surrounded you only intrigued him further.
As the months flowed by, the bond between Theodore and you deepened. Each passing day seemed to lock in the connection you shared, an unspoken understanding. The initial curiosity that had drawn you two together evolved into
something more profound-an undeniable closeness.
Conversations that once centered around casual topics soon dived into the depths of your hopes and dreams. Theodore found himself sharing his aspirations with you, discussing his fascination with magic's intricacies and the fervor he felt for painting. And you, in turn, bared your soul, revealing your desire for adventure, a hunger to explore.
One serene evening, with the sun casting its last rays across the Hogwarts grounds, you and Theodore stood by the Black Lake. The water flowed, reflecting the fading light, while a gentle breeze tousled your hair, intertwining it with the sweet scent of blooming flowers.
" haven't drink anything for weeks" you said looking at the boy who looked almost painted
"i'm glad" he smiled
"¡ think... we should play shot trivia" you said hopefully
absolutely not... for all i know you could end up at the hufflepuff table with cedric diggory"
you both laughed
"Have you ever wondered about your path after
Hogwarts?" you asked, your gaze lingering on the horizon.
Theodore leaned against a nearby tree, a thoughtful expression playing on his features.
"I've given it thought. Continuing my studies, perhaps looking into obscure branches of magic, and certainly nurturing my love for painting."
Turning to him, a playful grin tugged at your lips.
"So, a wizard with a penchant for artistry? Quite the intriguing combination."
A soft chuckle escaped him. "Appearances can indeed be deceptive. And what about you? What do you envision for your post-Hogwarts days?"
A wistful sigh escaped your lips, and your gaze grew distant. "I've always been more captivated by the present than the future. Yet, I can't help but entertain the idea of traveling."
Theodore nodded in agreement. "That sounds like an awe-inspiring adventure."
Silence settled between you, and Theodore felt a surge of courage, a yearning to confess the feelings that he could no longer suppress.
"y/n," he began, his voice tender, "there's something I've been wanting to share with you."
Turning toward him, curiosity lit up your eyes.
"What is it, Theo?"
Taking a deep breath, he traced intricate patterns on the tree's bark, the words forming in his mind.
"Every moment spent with you has shaped my life in ways I never even realised till recent. From the minute you sat next to me at the Slytherin table, I haven't been able to think of any name but yours."
Your eyes widened, and the world seemed to still.
Then, a smile bloomed across your face.
"Theodore Nott, are you implying that you have a crush on me?"
He smirked, his cheeks warming. "I suppose you could say that."
Your grin widened, and you stepped closer, a playful glint in your eyes. "You know, Theodore, I've been secretly hoping you'd say that."
He blinked, amusement filling his eyes. "You were?"
Your nod was accompanied by an unwavering gaze. "Absolutely.. I've been feeling the same way too."
Relief and contentment surged through him, and a genuine smile graced his lips. "Really?"
A playful smile accompanied your response.
"Definitely. I guess we've been dancing around these feelings for quite a while, haven't we?"
Theodore chuckled, his nerves giving way to a sense of reassurance. "Seems that way."
Reaching out, you gently took his hand in yours, your fingers intertwining with an easy familiarity.
"So, what's the next chapter, Mr. Not?"
Theodore stared at your face, the way the sun hit it in just the right way made heat rush to his face.
In that heart-stirring moment, he leaned in, his heartbeat echoing the anticipation in his chest.
He pressed a tender, lingering kiss to your lips.
"I say we travel around the world, I'll draw you in every country we visit."
"Promise?" you asked.
"Promise," he confirmed before placing another sweet kiss on your lips.
"so still a no to shot trivia?"
"still a no'
"okay just checking"
