And then there was the fact that she was attracted to the prat. No matter that she had a boyfriend back home waiting for her, who supported her unconditionally and told her to go for what she wanted all the time. Who was the complete opposite of Tom Riddle in every way that mattered. It wasn’t Theo that debated issues with her. Wasn’t Theo that could make her squirm uncomfortably with a look. Wasn’t Theo that made her look like a goddess in pictures. Wasn’t Theo she thought about when he was going down on her. Wasn’t his dark hair she was twisting in her hands as he fucked her delicately. Wasn’t his name she had to stop herself from moaning when she got herself off because Theo couldn’t.