Golden Boy

Theo,

Replies:

@epxgray (pressure) 

@epjiyeon (stress)

@epmomo (flicker) 

@epxander (of feathers and mishaps) 

@epdarcy (mr raindrop) 

Waiting On: 

@epalistair

@epjacqueline

@epxjohnny

@epdaniel

Plotting: 

@epseok

Lucas, 

Starters: 

@epjoshua

Replies: 

@epxander (regrets)

Waiting On: 

@epxgray (summer love)

Plotting:

@epjooeun

@epdaniel

Theo trusted Daniel enough to meet him by the lake. It wasn’t exactly a place that Theo liked being, with its murky waters and unforeseeable horrors. As they walked the rocky path, littered with trees they made small talk, talking about all matters, none of them important. He wouldn’t tell Theo why exactly, they had to meet by the lake. Something that frustrated the Ravenclaw greatly. He was the type of person who had every specific about something, especially when it involved his biggest fear.

“Would you just tell me why we’re here?” He spat out, he was getting indignant with the other boy, the more they walked the more he frustrated he got. Finally, they stopped at a clearing. The water of the lake was clear, but still dark and foreboding in Theo’s mind. The other boy motioned for Theo to get closer; Daniel was unafraid to stand close to the edge, where the rocks and water met, but Theo was more cautious. So as the other kept waving for Theo to come closer, the boy just kept shaking his head. There was no way his friend was going to get him closer to the water.

That’s what Theo thought but Daniel had other plans. A hand latched onto Theo’s wrist just as he was taking a step back. He was pulled closer; Theo could see from the look in Daniel’s eyes that he was up to no good. As the two inched closer and closer Theo began to break out in a cold sweat. Somehow he was in front of Daniel as they got to the last small space of rocky edge. Then, with a small laugh, Theo was pushed into the water.

There was a large splash, as icy water stung Theo’s skin. His clothes were soaked. He lay in the shallow waters of the lake, stunned. It didn’t take long before that confusion turned to anger and a deafening scream rippled through the woods.

@epmomo

How to explain the intangible? Theo had a collection of dictionaries, yet he couldn’t find the words to explain it. The feeling that bubbled deep from inside of him whenever Hirai Momo walked into a room. He had only known her for a few weeks, their first encounter at a party. The moment Theo saw her on the dance floor he could feel an inkling. Of what? That he didn’t know. There was something about her that made Theo throw caution to the wind and slide onto the dance floor next to her.

Now, whenever she walked by he could feeling that something. That electric feeling, his nerves burning at the ends, lightning pulsing through his veins. But it wasn’t painful; it didn’t hurt him. It made him fall deeper. He had spent the past couple of weeks trying to reel himself in. He hadn’t had a crush on anyone before (except Jiyeon for a week but that’s a secret no one needs to know). He didn’t like the overwhelming feeling of losing control; when she smiled, when she laughed, when she so much as glanced at him. Yet, he couldn’t stop the way he felt and he didn’t particularly mind it either. It was a conundrum.

So when Hirai Momo walked into the crowded library and politely asked if she could take the seat across from him, Theo felt like he was stuck between heaven and hell. Heaven because she was across from him, at arm’s length even- and maybe this would be a good chance to get to know her. Hell because the Theo outside of the dancefloor was nothing like how he was on it. He wasn’t full of the bravado; instead he was a shy, somewhat soft-spoken guy who didn’t know how to start a conversation with the girl he kind of liked.

He glanced at the book before her, trying to think of a way to start a conversation. He really wasn’t very good at small talk in a situation like this, and to be perfectly honest a part of him knew he really should just be studying. Neither his mind, nor his mouth, nor his heart seemed to be on the same page. Before he could firmly decide to himself that he should keep his mouth shut and just put his nose to a book he blurted out-

“So- uh- Herbology is a fun class, right?”

@epxjohnny

To say he was nervous was an understatement. With all his heart, Theo wished the ground would swallow him whole. Anything to get out of his current predicament. Johnny had given him no way out. Theo was getting on a broom and he was going to fly. Just the thought of flying made him want to shake- it’s not that he was afraid of flying, mind you. It was that he just didn’t have the talent for it. He was a complete idiot on the broom, he just couldn’t get it down. Which was embarrassing for him and Theo, with all his clumsy mistakes and klutzy falls still had an ample amount of pride. At least with dance he could still feel the ground beneath him. On a broom you couldn’t feel anything. It was unsettling.

So here he stood, holding onto a broom that’d been lent to him by another friend. He was standing on a large field, waiting for Johnny to arrive. Feeling very much like a fish out of water. When he saw his friend saddle up to him he let the corner of his lips turn upwards slightly, a small sigh leaving him.

@epjacqueline

There was a crisp touch to the morning air, as the wind rushed past Theo, causing a shiver to run down his spine. It was getting cooler out, but it wasn’t too cold just yet. He was making his way down to Hogsmeade this morning, why? He couldn’t really answer that. He had plans to study actually, detailed out a full day of brushing up on potions and defending one’s self against the dark arts but when he got down to the library he just couldn't do it. It just felt wrong, even to a study-addicted boy like himself, to waste such a beautiful day studying.

There was a soft crunch as he stepped on some freshly fallen leaves. The path to Hogsmeade was littered with only a few students who had rallied their spirits for an early morning trek. When he got to his destination he walked around aimlessly, unsure of what to do. He visited Tomes and Scrolls for a quick second to see if there was a book that caught his eye, but there wasn’t much. After much deliberation and some aimless window shopping he decided to grab a butterbeer before returning to get some studying done. It seems Hogsmeade wasn’t much fun without a buddy.

As he was making his way towards the inn he accidentally bumped into someone. His feet almost tripping over hers. He blinked, head shaking slowly so everything would come into focus. Then he realized who he had bumped into. It was Jacqueline- He smiled apologetically at her.

@epalistair

It was at the edge of the forbidden forest that Theo often felt most alive. When the stress got to him too much he would slip away. With help from Gray, he’d slip into the kitchen, grab a few cuts of whatever meat he could lay his hands on and then disappear into the woods. He never went that far. He was a prefect after all, and he didn’t take too much pleasure from breaking rules. But he wanted to see them. He wanted to watch them. It had started out innocently. His interest was piqued when he first saw them pulling carriages into Hogwarts. He began by just watching them from afar, when he could sneak a glance. His interest only grew from there and soon, Theo found himself feeding the thestrals at the edge of the forbidden forest. Sometimes the only cure for the busy rumblings in Theo’s head was to combat it with silence.

It took a while for Theo to make it to the forest. There were a lot of people to sneak by, but he was someone seen as a good student so with the flash of a smile and a nod of the head he found it easy to lie his way out of any suspicion. When he arrived, the first thing he did was take a deep breath of fresh air. Opening his bag, taking out a piece of meat he slowly stepped towards the small group of thestrals. Watching them with caution. He carefully threw the piece into the middle, watching them tear it apart.

@epxgray

Theo had a book cracked open as he waited for class to start. He wasn’t truly paying attention. Attention mostly on just taking basic notes about every keyword he could find. He hadn’t been getting much sleep that past few days, but that’s how it is when you’ve got tests and papers breathing down your neck. He had bags under his eyes, his smile wasn’t as bright as it was, his movements sluggish. Just two more weeks he told himself. He could power through it, he always did. His hands were moving on their own, pen writing down words but with no comprehension. He rubbed his eyes and yawned a little. How were his fellow classmates dealing with the stress? He wondered, turning his head around with a few creaks and strains due to lack of sleep.

His eyes wandered over to his friend Gray, who normally was much like Theo. Gray was soft smiles, friendliness, always being kind to others. He embodied the spirit of being a Huffelpuff. He was looking and acting less like a true Huffelpuff at the moment. He seemed, off. He seemed jumpy. Theo noticed he had blueish eye bags that matched his own. Gray had a slight tremor in his hands. It made Theo furrow his brow with concern. He kept an eye on his friend all during class; noticed when his head would tip back slightly from lack of sleep before the boy would realize he was drifting and fight his way back to being awake. When the class was over Theo tried to smoothly make his way over to his friend. As they both walked into the hallway Theo stopped him. Grabbing onto his hand he pulled the slightly grumpy, sleep-addled Gray into the Ravenclaw common room with little complaint. Once there he stood in front of his friend,

“Hey man, are you ok?”

@epjiyeon

Stressed out. He was stressed out. Unbelievably so. Theo could feel his eye begin to subtly twitch, his fingers tapping restlessly against the book outstretched before him. He was sitting in the library, having found a cozy spot to hole up for the next couple of hours. Jiyeon, his tutor and someone he respected greatly was due to meet up with him soon. He was trying to put on a brave face, play it cool and act like he was stressed out of his mind. Jiyeon would surely see right through it but maybe if he acted like nothing was wrong they could skip any talk about. His feelings were eating at him from the inside. In all honesty, the pages before him were a sea of words, murky letters swimming all around him.

“You always do well on tests- you get top marks.”

‘But you never get the top mark, you’re never number one’

“You’re good at transfiguration, you’ve got this”

‘But you’re not talented at it, you’re not the best’

He continued his downward spiral till he felt a book hit the spot in front of him. The noise snapping him out of his trance, eyes immediately looking into Jiyeon’s own.