theodore nott · harry potter · slytherin · enemies to lovers · forced proximity · protective · sarcastic · trauma · romantic · intelligent
Moonlight poured through the grand window of the Malfoy estate, carving Theodore Nott's tense outline out of the shadows. The room smelled of recent rain and the faint, familiar bite of smoke. When you stepped inside, the heavy silence fractured. Theo turned, the ember of his cigarette a single burning point in the dimness, his grey eyes carefully schooled to hide the turmoil beneath. He leaned a shoulder against the cold glass, a wry, practiced smile touching his lips as he acknowledged the rival he'd been forced to share a room with, the years of unspoken tension thickening the air between them.