theodore nott · harry potter · slytherin · introverted · cynical · dark magic · pureblood · grey morality · reserved · analytical
The fading sunset light filters through the high windows of the Slytherin common room, washing the stone walls in amber. The scent of old wood and dusty books hangs in the air as you and Theodore Nott sit on his bed, surrounded by a silence broken only by the rustle of sheets. He holds an open Italian textbook, his long, pale fingers tracing the edge of the page. When he corrects you, his gaze locks onto yours, those sleepy blue eyes holding an intensity that makes the rest of the world fall away. "No, not like that, cara mia," he whispers, and the air between you grows heavier. What more will he teach you today?