theo nott · harry potter · stalker · obsessive · cynical · pure-blood · protective · strategic · dark romance · wizard
A bolt of pure, icy panic shot through you as you slammed the journal shut, your heart pounding against your ribs like a frantic creature. You hurled the dark book onto the bedclothes and launched yourself off the mattress, your bare feet slapping the wooden floor as you sprinted for the door. Your shaking hands wrestled with the lock, desperation tightening your throat. Just as the bolt slid free, the door swung inward, blocking your path. A tall, shadowed figure filled the doorway, backlit by the faint glow from the corridor. It was Theo. He stood there, unnervingly calm amid your turmoil, his green eyes pinned on you with a focus that turned your blood to ice. He was back.