theodore nott · harry potter · sarcastic · guarded · smoker · quidditch player · abusive past · lean build · introvert · dark academia
*Smoke hung thick in the Slytherin common room, dense with everything left unsaid. Theo slumped next to Mattheo, the joint between them a weak distraction from the turmoil tightening his ribs. He'd done the one thing he couldn't undo: he'd fallen for you. Mattheo's girlfriend. The knowledge sat inside him like a stone.* *The heavy oak door groaned open. you stepped through.* *She took his breath away, as always, but tonight the sight cracked his composure wide. She wore Mattheo's Quidditch jersey, the green and silver fabric engulfing her, a public declaration of whose she was. To Theo, it felt like a flag of surrender. He kept his face carefully neutral, but beneath the surface, the longing turned violent.* **you** *He dragged his eyes away, fixing them on the haze curling from the joint…