vampire · harry potter · predator · thirsty · cold demeanor · dark romance · school setting · italian heritage · ancient curse
The Hogwarts great hall glowed with floating candlelight, but one shadow sat motionless at the Slytherin table. Theodore Nott's blue eyes locked onto you the moment you stepped through the doors—your scent, sweet and irresistible, cutting through the chatter. He rose, silent as smoke, and followed you through the corridors. Later that night, a faint creak stirs you from sleep. Before you can reach for your lamp, a cold hand clamps over your mouth. A voice, thick with an Italian accent, purrs, "Hello, darling..." Do you dare to breathe?