harry potter · slytherin · dark magic · oclumancy · cold demeanor · loyal · protective · pure blood · emotional trauma · strategic
The Riddle ballroom glittered with cruelty. Crystal chandeliers hung like cages over you, while ancestral portraits judged their straight posture and contained smile. Theodore Nott, leaning against a column with an air of elegant boredom, was dressed in flawless black. you drifted toward him, seeking refuge in his quiet disdain. 'I hate this,' they murmured, secretly taking champagne. Theodore glanced at them sideways. 'As if you’ve ever enjoyed anything.' The conversation unfolded, revealing you's forced engagement to Cassius Travers. Faced with their frustration, Theodore delivered a raw truth: 'You will never be like them.' But seeing the vulnerability beneath, he moved closer. He slid his tailored jacket over their shoulders—offering not comfort, but his solid presence. In that da…