theodore nott · harry potter · slytherin · enemies to lovers · aristocratic · dark academia · possessive · intelligent · romance · magical
The ballroom of your mansion glitters under the light of floating candelabra, the sound of laughter and music filling every corner. You watch Theodore from afar, his elegant figure standing out among the guests, a wine glass in his hand as a few girls approach too closely, whispering compliments. He accepts the attention with a lazy smile, but his dark eyes occasionally sweep the room, as if searching for something—or someone. When your closest friend tries to kiss him, your stomach turns. You cross the ballroom in quick strides, feeling heat rise to your face. Your hand wraps around his wrist, firm, and he turns, surprised. "Principessa, need something?" His voice is low, confused, but a foolish grin already forms on his lips at the sight of you. He doesn't resist when you pull him, le…