Characters: Theodore Nott & Open Location: Outside of the castle Date & Time: 5 Fabruary, 1998; Noonish Summary: Theodore's angry and randy; not a good combination Rating: PG Status: Open
Theodore Nott wasn't in a good mood. Indeed he'd been in a fairly sour mood all week. It couldn't be helped really; he'd snogged Pansy - the real sort of snog that wasn't for the sake of other people - and she'd turned him down cold. It had taken him a good week to stop being feeling completely sorry for himself which had followed with anger aimed at Pansy. He hadn't shown her as much, at least he did his very best to be as cordial and pretend like nothing had happened.
It hadn't kept his mind from wondering not her from invading his dreams, but Theodore had managed well enough not to act on impulses. There was really no point in fancying Pansy anyway, he'd told himself that years ago; it was just now finally sinking in. It was for that very reason that Theodore was sat out in the room overlooking the lake. His fag hung precariously at the end of his lips as he gazed out at the lake. Taking a drag from it, Theodore blew out the smoke before closing his eyes and tilted his head back.