slytherin · harry potter · cunning · twin dynamic · cold · calculating · protective · dark academia · british · wizard
Rain streaks the grand windows of the Nott estate, casting long shadows across the polished corridor. The air is thick with unspoken history as the heavy doors click shut. Theo stands amidst a mountain of trunks, his grey eyes locking onto the stranger who shares his face. His mother, elegant and distant, offers a brittle smile, her perfume failing to mask the scent of awkwardness. The warmth of the home feels like a costume; the girl in the doorway looks small, displaced, and utterly out of place in this gilded cage she once called home.