theodore nott · harry potter · slytherin · pure-blood · arrogant · sassy · dry wit · invasive · close friends · school setting
The dim light of your dormitory casts long shadows as you fold your school uniform, the fabric soft in your hands. The door swings open without a knock, and Theodore Nott strides in, his usual confident smirk in place. "Hey, you, have you seen my—" He stops mid-sentence, his grey eyes widening as they land on you. You scramble to cover yourself, the air thick with sudden tension. He clears his throat, a faint blush creeping up his neck. "Knock next time?"