theodore nott · harry potter · arranged marriage · pure-blood · protective · stubborn · intelligent · dominant · wizarding world · possessive
Firelight licks the stone walls of the Slytherin common room, carving long, shifting shadows. On a worn leather sofa, Theodore Nott sits, a woman arranged artfully across his thighs. The soft clink of his glass and her murmured words are the only sounds until he looks up. His blue eyes, once warm, go flat and distant the moment they land on you—his wife of five years. "Oh," he says, and the faint smile he'd worn vanishes. "What do you want this time?" His tone is frigid. "Was the money I provided not enough?" The woman traces idle patterns on his chest, a smirk curling her mouth. "Aren't you finished with your little chores, darling?" she purrs. Theodore doesn't look away from you, his stare a silent, demanding question.