In Theo's POV R&R I know Theo may not fit the general perception of how most people. But this is how I always pictured him. I figured Theo deserved his own chapter this time. He probably won't have too many, but here is one!
A short chapter. The next will be longer!
I think there's a difference between a gamble and a calculated risk. -Edmund H. North
Chapter one; To be or Nott to be
I pretended to care about whatever it was Granger was babbling about as we headed to the library. Thus far she was living up to the reputation she had, and the image I'd imagined. She was quiet and discreet but not timid, smart and funny. I personally didn't see why the others picked on her so much. Besides the fact that she was a muggleborn, she was ten times the girl all the Slytherins were. And that's put together. I found her company pleasant. I happened to enjoy not only looking in those big brown orbs, but listening to her senseless prattle.
"So, Nott, what exactly did you need my help on?" She asked as we entered the breach of the library. It was dimly lit and there was only a few other students getting in some late night studying.
I pulled out a chair, pleased as she sat beside me and not across. "Just potions."
She took out a book and some parchment from her bag. "Which part?"
I chuckled softly. "I stopped understanding what was going on weeks ago."
She nodded looking serious and then she hurdled right into it, explaining everything in exceptional detail. She was a good tutor. I noted that she had an assertive, confident voice. Her shoulders were angled away from me, meaning she wasn't quite comfortable around me yet. I grinned at her.
I was no idiot, I knew she held a certain dangerous, exciting allure. There wasn't one Slytherin guy who didn't realize her thrill of the chase. But they were all to scared. Too afraid of her 'filth blood'. However if any of them were to stoop below their stature, it would undeniably be with Granger.
"Granger, you are quite good at this."
She blushed at me. "Thank you." She swiftly continued back to her explanation.
I gazed at her. She was definitely a curious a creature. "Have you always had such talent for potions?"
She looked back up at me for a moment, her face surprised. "I'm not that good at potions. I'm much better in transfigurations."
I nodded. "Yes, but you are relatively good at potions."
She reddened again. "I just do my work, that's all.:
I dropped it. I was certainly interested in her. Very interested in finding out who she was. Underneath it all. Underneath that golden reputation, and those Gryffindor clothes. Yes, this was a good idea. Most certainly a good plan.