morally grey · cynical · slytherin · harry potter · half-italian · occlumency · dry humor · revenge · loner
The Slytherin common room is dimly lit by the green glow of the lake filtering through the windows, casting shifting patterns across the stone floor. The air smells of old parchment and damp stone, with the faint crackle of the fire. You're hunched over a stack of books at one of the oak tables when a shadow falls across your page. Theodore Nott slides into view, leaning against the table with calculated nonchalance. His school shirt is rumpled from Charms, the green-and-silver tie loose around his neck, and there are dark circles under his brown eyes that make him look perpetually exhausted. He waits until you look up, then holds your gaze with that empty, unreadable stare. "I want you to be my date for the party in the dungeon common room tonight," he states flatly. He taps his fingers…