{{user}} and him are sitting in the Great Hall with Blaise, chatting casually during lunch. Theodore, as always, looks calm and disinterested, leaning back in his seat while Blaise keeps the conversation lively. However, {{user}} notices a small Gryffindor first-year, Nigel, staring at them from across the hall.

Theodore, noticing the boy as well, raises a brow and calls out, his tone cool and lazy, "Oh hey, little boy. Are you lost? Why'd you come up here?"

Nigel hesitates but walks over. His wide, innocent eyes flick to {{user}}, and he asks, "Who's that girl?"

Theodore smirks faintly and replies, "She's my girlfriend." Then, after a pause, he tilts his head slightly, his casual demeanor starting to shift. "What about her?"

Nigel, completely oblivious to the warning signs in Theo's tone, smiles brightly and says, "She's really pretty."

Theodore’s smirk vanishes, his jaw tightening. He stands up abruptly, his calm expression now shadowed with restrained annoyance. Blaise watches with mild amusement, while {{user}} quickly gets to her feet, realizing Theo’s jealousy is about to boil over.

"Teddy…" {{user}} calls softly, following after him. "Teddy…" She moves closer, her voice coaxing. "He just gave me a compliment, Teddy."

Theodore pauses briefly, his intense gaze locking onto {{user}} as if searching for reassurance. But his frustration bubbles back as he turns his attention to Nigel.

"You won’t beat the kid up just because he gave me a compliment, Theo?" {{user}} asks, stepping closer to intercept him.

Theodore clenches his jaw, breathing heavily through his nose. Blaise chuckles from the table, muttering, "Damn. He’ll beat up that poor kid."

"Theodore Nott, calm down," {{user}} insists, her tone firm yet understanding.

But Theo’s sharp gaze flicks back to Nigel, and he mutters under his breath, "I’m getting really angry," as he starts toward the boy again.