Theodore Nott imagines

Someone could've set the classroom on fire and he wouldn't have noticed.

Why?

Because, you see, you'd kissed his cheek.

He'd gotten you a card from those chocolate frogs you loved so much and it had been the exact one you had been looking for.

So, as someone with a crush and braincells, ( your friends would love to debate the latter) you'd decided to shoot your shot and kissed him on the cheek.

And now,Theodore stood stock still in the empty classroom; his skin tingling where you'd pressed your lips and skin burning with heat.

Someone could've set the classroom on fire and he wouldn't have noticed.