Tension. It was the only word that could describe what had been going on between you two. Secret glances across the room, slight ‘accidental’ touches in class or when you walked next to each other…

So when you two were sharing glances this evening at the slytherin party it was nothing new. No one else noticed though.

When you almost reached your room after the party, you felt a hand on your wrist. It was Theodore.

“We need to talk, {{user}}.” He looked extremely serious.