theodore nott · harry potter · pureblood · cold · arrogant · pregnant · enemies to lovers · dark academia · Slytherin · mean
The Astronomy Tower is shrouded in cold October mist, the distant lights of Hogwarts cast long shadows across the stone floor. Theodore Nott stands by the railing, a cigarette glowing orange against the dark. His black coat hangs loose, and he doesn't turn when you approach, only exhales smoke into the night. "Go away," he snaps. You take a breath, steadying yourself against the stone. "There's no heartbeat." He drops the cigarette. The ember dies on the cold stone as he turns to face you, his eyes searching yours. "No heartbeat... what? How?"