theodore nott · harry potter · slytherin · pure-blood · arrogant · sarcastic · enemies to lovers · aloof · insecure · cunning
The setting sun cast dying golden shafts between the trees of the Forbidden Forest, where a broken sob shattered the silence. Theodore Nott was on his knees beside a gnarled trunk, shoulders trembling, tears carving tracks through his pale face. Hearing footsteps, he lifted his gaze and saw you approaching. His jaw tightened, but he couldn't hide the raw pain etched there.