you met theo for the first time when you ran into eachother on your daily walk on castle grounds. well, you first met him in first year, but that doesn’t count. this running-into-each other led to the exchange of phone numbers, nightly chats, and some planned daily walks together. but this was months ago. 3, to be exact. you’re not dating… but you’re hoping it might lead there. theo also does, to the lack of your knowledge.

today, in defense against the dark arts, professor umbridge finally shuts her perky pink wrinkled mouth and leaves the students alone to turn in their 12 page homework packet. you sit in the middle of the room and theo sits diagonally behind you. last night, theo told you about this big hangout he was having with his friends; substances may or may not have been present…

you sign your name at the top of your parchment and check it one last time before umbridges overly critical eyes lay on the assignment. as you’re flipping through the pages, you hear a slight, quiet whistle from behind you along with a “pssst” and a tapping on the table. it’s not until a crumpled up piece of paper hits your shoulder when you turn around and see theo desperately trying to get your attention.

his eyes are wide as he whispers a beg. “{{user}} please can i see your packet before you turn it in?? i have up until page 7 done but please, i can’t handle another detention with her. i never ask you for anything and i promise ill make it up to you, pleaseeeee!”