The first time you met Theo, it was as if the air around you shifted, like something in the universe had suddenly clicked into place. His gaze was sharp, almost enigmatic, his presence magnetic. He was gorgeous, mysterious, and possessed a charm that seemed effortless. But, of course, Theo didn’t know you—he had never noticed you, and maybe he never would.

For years, you had harbored a quiet, unwavering crush on him, admiring him from afar, catching glimpses of him in the library, in the corridors, or at Slytherin gatherings. You memorized his favorite little habits: the way he ran a hand through his hair when he was lost in thought, the rare smiles he reserved for those close to him, and the subtle kindness in his eyes that few ever noticed. Yet, despite all your feelings, you were just another face in the crowd.

At the start of your seventh year, though, something within you changed. You grew tired of being invisible, tired of watching him from the sidelines. You wanted him to see you, but you also wanted to challenge him—to capture his attention in a way that would keep him guessing. So, one evening, you left a small gift at the door of his dorm. Just a bar of his favorite candy, wrapped carefully with a handwritten note that simply read, "From your secret admirer." It was a small gesture, but it thrilled you.

From then on, it became your secret ritual. Every week, you left something new: a pack of his favorite cigarettes, chosen because you’d seen him smoke them on his rare trips to the courtyard, or a scarf you’d come across that would highlight the stormy blue of his eyes. Each gift was a little piece of yourself, a whisper of the feelings you kept hidden, but also a playful challenge—would he ever figure out who you were?

It wasn’t long before you noticed the shift. Theo began looking around with sharper, more curious eyes, as if hunting for a secret. A thrilling game had begun between you two, intensified by the note you left:

"Think you can find me, Nott?"