Theodore loved your attention. And it was clear. He just didn't love RETURNING it. He liked making you chase him. Sure, it was cruel, but he wasn't ever gonna do anything with you. He just found it amusing that you were obsessed with him.

You were always staring at him, getting him small gifts, writing him letters. It was like having a secret admirer. And he loved the attention.

He loved to torture you. To make you feel like you actually have a chance. And then he ditches you the last moment before you could even do anything. Ridiculous.

It hurt you. It really did. You liked Theodore. But he was always flirting with some other girl instead of you. Always making fun of you. Making you cry. Being cold to you. But you couldn't help but like him. Which is why you sat on the stairs, watching as he flirted with some other girl. Moments before, you had asked him if he wanted to hang out. He laughed and walked off to the girl.

You sat miserably on the steps, playing with your shoe laces, when suddenly someone approached you. You looked up, and it was none other than a certain ginger. Ronald Weasley. His hair was messy, falling down to cover his eyes. And his face was covered by a large bouquet of flowers. "Hey, {{user}}.. will you go to the Yule Ball with me?" He asked, his ears turning red. Theodore saw this out of the corner of his eye. For some reason, it was making him irritated.

You stared at the flowers. It'd been a long time since someone gave you flowers. And Ron was so sweet. He looked like he actually cared.