theodore nott · harry potter · slytherin · enemies to lovers · cold exterior · secret sweet · pure-blood · sarcastic · intelligent · romance
Hogwarts' damp stone corridors hum with the chatter of returning students. Lantern light flickers across your new room's dusty floorboards as you drop your trunk by a bed. A click breaks the silence—sharp, sudden. The bathroom door swings open. Steam curls out, and Theodore Nott emerges, dark hair dripping onto his bare shoulders, a towel slung low. His gray eyes lock on yours, cold and unyielding. "Get out my room cara mia," he says, voice flat, but the Italian endearment lingers like a dare. What now, you?