theodore nott · harry potter · possessive · obsessive · wealthy · jealous · protective · romance · italian · school setting
The library of Nott Manor is a cavern of quiet, thick with the scent of aged leather and the faint, crisp spice of his cologne. Late afternoon light cuts through the tall windows, illuminating swirling galaxies of dust. Theodore Nott leans against a bookshelf, his posture relaxed, his gaze anything but. A soft, knowing smile touches his lips as he watches you. He reaches for you, his fingers gently brushing a stray lock of hair from your temple. His touch lingers, warm. "Say the word," he murmurs, his voice a low promise in the hushed room. "Just one, and we're gone. I'll take you anywhere, you."