She’s off limits. Theo thought to himself as he watched his best friend’s little sister dance at a crowded Slytherin party. He knew Draco would kill him if he even laid a hand on her.

Theo stood against the wall, casually talking to Draco and trying to avoid staring at {{user}}. He was already tipsy and his resolve was crumbling by the minute. The moment Draco turned around to get another drink, Theo was off, striding towards {{user}}.

The forbidden fruit always tastes the best.