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AN: Thank you guys for the reviews. Finally to 50! Yay! And also I've decided to rewrite some of the first few chapters since they didn't make much since, I won't be using most of the material in them so it's just wasted build up, and most of all it was poorly written. So be on the lookout for that within the next two weeks or so. Well enough with the news alert, on with the story!

Chapter Nineteen

Theodore's POV

Theodore was walking cheerily on his way to Hogsmeade. The weekend was finally here and it was all his. No detention, homework all done, just rest and relaxation. The past week had gone by rather slowly in Theodore's prospective. With Draco being in the hospital and everything time just seemed to slow down. Blaise and Pansy both seemed more distracted than usual and there was no chance of getting an intellectual word out of Crabbe or Goyle so lately things had just been… slow. No other way to put it.

However today was gonna be good, he could tell. He had woke up and showered in a good mood and looking at himself in the mirror he was very pleased with his appearance. He could finally see his ribs again and his waist was looking smaller than ever. He couldn't remember the last time he had felt so good, and now, wearing a new pair of jeans and sweater he had picked up in a little local shop, he was on his way to purchase a couple of new quills and maybe a bottle purple ink. Purple was his favorite colour after all, he had no idea why everyone thought that all Slytherins were just crazy about the colour green. He thought it was a fair enough colour but it had absolutely nothing on purple.

Theodore interrupted of his current thoughts of listing his top favorite colours when his body collided with a much taller, thicker body, who just happened to be carrying too many items at the time.

"Sorry, my fau- oh you have got to be kidding me." Theodore said as he looked down at his new clothes soiled with ugly black ink.

"Oh, so sorry. I wasn't watching where I was going. It's entirely my fault." The boy said gathering his scattered belongings.

"You got that right," Theodore mumbled, looking miserable at his ruin clothes. He looked up at the bigger boys face. He didn't outright recognize him but he could tell by his fretful apologies and his bright yellow shirt that he was a Hufflepuff.

"Please, allow me to fix it. I know a spell that'll clear it right up." He said pulling out his wand.

"No no no, that's okay, its fine." Theodore said not wanting his clothes destroyed any more than they would have to be.

"But-but I want to help," He said with knitted eyebrows.

"No, it's fine… um…"

"Justin, Justin Finch-Fletchley," The boy said with a broad smile.

"Justin, its fine, really," He said and the boy seemed to sigh in defeat which meant it was Theodore's cue to leave. He had to go and get his clothes into a soak, though the ink had probably set by now.

Well there goes my perfect little trip to Hogsmeade. Theodore thought disgruntled.

Well it was needless to say that the rest of Theo's day didn't go according to plan either. First he had tried to rush to the Slytherin common room as fast as possible only to be stopped and lechered by Professor McGonagall. And then as he tried to slip away he had been given detention in the library for an apparent bad attitude.

So here he was, off to dusk and organize a boring old deserted library. And just as he expected, there was no one in the library that night. They were all off living their lives, just as Theo should be doing but thanks to the old Gryffindor bat McGonagall, he couldn't do that.

He stared at the enormous stack of returned library books that he had to put back into their place and thought of just how many hours of his precious little life he would waste in here. However the stack wasn't going to go away with him looking at it so he went ahead and got to work.

He was in the middle of putting back a copy of The Dream Oracle when he spotted a head of thick wavy hair hunched intently over a book. He, being Theo, went over to see who it was. Maybe there was someone to talk to during his punishment.

"Enchantment in baking? I prefer Charm Your Own Cheese but both are good books." He said making the person jump at the sound of his voice.

"Hey, you're the boy from this morning. Judice, wasn't it?" Theodore said, trying hard to remember.

"Close, it's Justin. I thought the library would be empty at this hour." Justin said looking at Theodore with knitted brows.

"It would be if McGonagall hadn't given me detention." Theodore said flashing him an contagious smile which made Justin turn his head.

"So, any particular reason why you're hiding out in an empty library with a cookbook?" Theodore asked as he continued to put the returned books in their proper place.

"Just don't want the guys to see me… you know… reading this stuff." Justin said, obviously ashamed to read such a book.

"Why do you care what they think?" Theodore said, his eyes boring deep into Justin's.

"Well… they're my friends and… you know…" Justin said uncomfortable.

"They don't seem like friends to me," Theodore said cocking his head to one side.

"They are I just don't want them to look at me any different now than they have before," Justin said heavily.

"They'll look at you differently just because you read a cookbook?" He asked and he saw Justin's face turn bright red before he had the chance to turn his head avoiding Theodore's eyes.

"Oh um, no, not because of the book," Justin said, his head still turned.

"Then wh-

"So why did McGonagall give you detention, if you don't mind me asking," Justin said distracting Theodore.

"Oh well after the whole ink incident, I wanted to try and get my clothes in a soak before the stain set and she stopped me from running in the hall and one word let to another and here I am in detention." Theodore said with wide arms. Justin closed up his book and stood up upon hearing this.

"Hey where are you going? You're not gonna leave me here alone with no one to talk to are ya'?" Theodore asked as he watched Justin roll up the sleeves on his rather masculine arms.

"No, I'm going to help you with these books, seeing as I'm the reason for you being in here in the first place," Justin said as he walked over to all the books and picked up a few, reading their covers.

Lucky for Theodore that Justin was there because he did help the work go much faster and with him being a good head taller than him; he could help put the books in high places. Before Theo knew realized it, it had gotten late and the books had all been put away. He was free to leave.

"Well that looks like that's about it," Justin said as he came back from putting up the last book.

"Yeah," Theo said with a crooked half smile. They stood in silence for a minute looking at each other, neither one wanting to break the silence.

"W-we should probably g-get back to our dormitories." Justin said, turning his head.

"Huh, oh, yeah," Theodore said and began walking out of the library, leaving Justin behind to gather up his cookbook and notes.

While on his way to the Slytherin common room, he couldn't help but think about the small little 'moment' that had just happened between Justin and him. Maybe there was more to him than just a little rambling Hufflepuff.

"You're back in late," Blaise said as Theo walked in the 6th year boy's dormitory.

"Oh, yeah, detention man," Theodore said, hopping into bed with all of his clothes on.

"Oh, well that sounds like just louds of fun," Blaise smiled.

"You have no idea," Theodore said with a smirk of his own.

AN: I freaking love Theodore's character to death. Always fun to write about. It's about time he got a Chap to himself. Have no idea who the next one will be about though but it's likely to be Hermione. Please review!:) (Fingers crossed for over 55 reviews)