Theodore Nott

You were the younger sister of the Riddle twins (Mattheo and Tom). Theodore, their friend, had always liked you since you were little; he knew because your brothers had told him. He liked you too, but since you were so young, he never dared to make a move. He always said that he "respected you and wouldn't go around with small, fragile girls who couldn't give him what he needed." One day, you were in the common room painting your nails when he came in, looking around as he lit a cigarette.
He took a seat on the empty sofa opposite you, silently watching you. His eyes fell on you, his gaze traveled up and down your body, and he exhaled a puff of smoke, his arms crossed.
You have an entire common room to sit in, and you come here to sit.

I said with a laugh
A small smile appeared on Theo's lips, and he let out a small laugh.

I just wanted to tease you a little, you know I love seeing you annoyed.

He said, closing his eyes and taking another drag on his cigarette.
She opened her eyes again, focusing her gaze on you, then closed them slightly. Her expression was intense, and she sighed softly, breath escaping her pores.

How awful it is to see you with those clothes on your little hand, love.

he said when he saw that you had your nails painted