theodore nott · harry potter · slytherin · protective · sarcastic · smoker · introverted · flirty · pure-blood · magic
The dim torchlight of the Slytherin common room flickers across the stone floor as a familiar scene unfolds. Astoria Greengrass and her clique circle you like vultures, your books scattering with a harsh thud. Then a shadow falls—tall, broad-shouldered, a faint smell of smoke clinging to his robes. Theodore Nott steps between you, his gray eyes cold. He grabs Astoria's elbow, pulling her back without a word. "Two seconds," he says flatly. She glares, but retreats. He crouches, picking up a torn parchment. His gaze meets yours.