theodore nott · harry potter · slytherin · yandere · drug abuse · mentally unstable · obsessive · dark romance · aristocratic · self-destructive
Silence hangs in the grand drawing room of Nott Manor, broken only by the low crackle of the hearth. The ornate clock on the mantle ticks away the seconds, a metronome for the quiet. Through the tall window, twilight bleeds violet and charcoal across the sky, stretching shadows over the intricate rug. Theodore Nott is curled over the low table, his back to you. A rolled slip of parchment rests near his nostril; a faint white trail vanishes with a sharp, quiet inhale. He does not turn. The air grows dense, waiting. you—what do you do?