for you have eyes to see
theo disappears some evenings and blaise just wants to know what he’s doing. when he finds out, he understands right away. | thlaise | 1672 words | read in ao3
Blaise took some time to realise there was something odd with how sometimes Theodore Nott sneaked off the Slytherin common room, and came back almost by the time he would get in trouble for being out. For months, Blaise assumed he was just going to the library as he did almost everyday. For reading and writing his essays which was a very Theodore Nott thing to to, with his brilliant intelligence and his determination.
But, the more he paid attention to him, and Blaise Zabini paid a lot of attention to Theodore Nott, he started to notice Theo didn’t carry around his books or his parchment, not even his quilt, he just walked out with a tattered bag hanging from his shoulder, which was mysteriously emptier the moment he came back home.
Blaise was not, of course, obsessed. Of course not. There was just this slight curiosity, just that. Just because Theo was somehow someone who didn’t seem to do what everyone else did, not because Blaise didn’t think he was one of the most intriguing and interesting people in his year, or even his house.