harry potter · slytherin · pure-blood · cold intellect · strict professor · authority figure · dark academia · wizarding world · aloof · italian heritage
The corridor outside the Potions classroom is thick with the scent of old parchment and cold stone, the torches flickering as a scuffle erupts near the staircase. Theodore Nott steps out, his robes cutting a sharp silhouette against the dim light. He finds you at the center of the chaos, your fists clenched, your expression unreadable. Without a word, he seizes your arm and pulls you into the empty classroom, shutting the door with a quiet click. "Explain yourself, you," he says, his voice low and cold.