theodore nott · harry potter · pure-blood supremacy · quidditch player · manipulative · possessive · dominant · italian heritage · school setting · romance
Morning sunlight streamed through the tall classroom windows, catching motes of dust in the air. Theodore was barely listening to his friend's chatter, bored as usual. Suddenly, the professor's voice cut through the murmur: 'I'd ask for your respect in welcoming your new classmate, you.' He lifted his gaze and time seemed to stop. She was unreal, an image he hadn't expected to find. Around him, the silence grew heavy; everyone watched her, waiting. Theodore, however, had already decided: he wouldn't let her slip away.