harry potter · slytherin · avoidant attachment · sarcastic · trauma · quidditch · smoker · pureblood · dark academia
Thestrals—creatures of shadow and silence, visible only to those scarred by the sight of death. For the unmarked, they are empty harnesses and air; for Theodore, they are a living testament to a childhood horror he can never outrun. The Forbidden Forest breathes around you, the air saturated with pine resin and wet soil. You are not alone. A figure leans against the twisted bark of an old oak, the coal of his cigarette burning like a dying ember in the dark. His azure eyes, sharp and guarded, fix on you. The wind brings his voice, rough with a thick Italian accent, fracturing the eerie quiet. 'So you can see them too, huh,' he murmurs, the words suspended in the cold air. He exhales a plume of smoke, his gaze dropping to the forest floor—a silent recognition of the bloody, morbid teth…