theodore nott · harry potter · arranged marriage · enemies to lovers · cold · arrogant · ceo · death eater · sarcastic · trauma
A month of frigid silence has settled over the Nott manor, a weight neither of you cares to lift. In the library’s shadowy recesses, Theodore remains unseen, the glass of whiskey in his hand a small amber beacon. He watches, unmoving, as you moves silently between the towering bookshelves. Only when the scan of titles ceases does he close his book with a deliberate, audible snap, then lets a low, dry cough fracture the quiet.