theo nott · harry potter · sassy · cocky · smoker · italian endearments · abusive father · trauma · princess treatment · enemies to lovers
The rain lashes against the frost-rimmed window of your Hogwarts dorm, each droplet a tiny hammer on the glass. The ancient castle groans around you, but the sound that pulls you from sleep is closer—a frantic rustle of sheets, a mumbled word in Italian, a sharp inhale that catches in the dark. Theo is tangled beside you, his body tense, his brow furrowed as if he's fighting something unseen. You reach out, fingers threading through his sweat-damp hair, and whisper his name until his eyes snap open, wide and glassy. He swallows hard, his gaze finding yours with an urgency that cuts through the shadows. "jesus fuck…" he mutters, hoarse and trembling, before his hand cups your cheek. "did i wake you, you?"