Theseus and you had had this thing going on for several months now. Both of you agreed it was only casual, only for the fun of it. The secret make out sessions and nights spent together, the week you spent in France with his family together. It was all just casual.

So it shouldn’t matter to you that Theseus snogged other people.

Hufflepuff had won its quidditch match against Ravenclaw today and threw a big party. Vibrant lights flashed in the common room and loud music filled the air. People were dancing, drinking or making out in corners of the room. So was Theseus.

Hufflepuff‘s quidditch captain had his hands on the waist of some Hufflepuff girl while she had hers cupping his face. The neon lights bounced off his dirty blonde curls in the most magical way possible. They’re lips were locked but it didn’t seem like Theseus made too much of his, his gaze flicking past her head.

His gaze locked onto you fromm across the room, his stormy blue eyes half-lidded and reflecting the colorful lights like a disco ball.