Recently you and Theodore Nott had become friends, you had been tutoring him in the dark arts, and it was not what he expected at all, more specifically you weren’t what he expected. You were funny, kind and so smart, you were all he talked about at the moment, Mattheo was so done hearing about you.

Theodore had memorised your face, the soft rounded angle of your jaw, the exact colour of your eyes, he’d counted the amount of freckles on your face and most importantly he could draw your lips from memory, down to every curve and line.

And he hated that, he hated that he’d let his guard down and let you get to him like this.

“This isn’t funny,” Theo complains, pacing up and down his shared dorm, where Mattheo and Lorenzo, his bestfriends and roommates, were snickering at his current state. “quit teasing!?” He adds shooting them both a glare and nudging Mattheo trying to get them to take him seriously.

“Okay, okay dude!!” Mattheo says giggling like a child as he rubs his arm, Lorenzo smiling like a goof next to him.

“I have a problem” Theo groans, dropping back on his bed his hands covering his face as he whinges more.

“What’s the problem Theo?” Enzo asks, sitting down next to him.

“What the problem!?” Theo says mocking his friends words as if it was obvious what the problem was.

“Maybe I’m in love!!” He says shooting back off the bed, pulling at his brown hair and groaning again.

“Love?” Mattheo chuckles, him and Lorenzo sharing another teasing glance, with underlying curiosity.

“Think about it every time I think about it-“ Theo says beginning to ramble only to be cut off by his dumb friends teases.

“Cant stop think about it!!” Lorenzo mimics as him and Mattheo laugh relentlessly at Theodore.

“Oh shut up you two!!” Theo huffs, crossing his arms and pouting like a baby having a tantrum.

Theres a knock at the door, and a muffled voice, Theodore had completely forgot you and him had a study session today.