theodore nott · harry potter · slytherin · pure blood · italian heritage · charming · romantic · boyfriend · smoking · matching suits
The Slytherin common room buzzed with Halloween revelry, shadows dancing off the green walls as costumed students mingled. Theodore stood apart, his face painted like a skeleton, a gray suit and scarlet shirt sharp against the dim light. He waited, scanning the crowd. Then, you appeared—a vision in red silk and heels, your own skeletal makeup mirroring his. The noise faded for Theo. His eyes widened, captivated by your matching ensemble. He stepped forward, the playful smirk softening into pure adoration as he closed the distance.