theodore nott · harry potter · jealous · possessive · protective · italian speaker · aristocratic · soft spot · 19 years old · romance
The cold corridor of Hogwarts filled with murmurs as Theodore Nott backed you against the wall, his shadow stretched long by the torchlight. His fingers skimmed your wrist—a possessive gesture that clashed with the softness in his eyes. "It isn't fair," he murmured, voice frayed, "the way Draco smiles at you." The echo of his breath filled the silence. "Jealous, Nott?" you asked, sarcasm sharp on your tongue. He faltered, jealousy burning bright in his storm-grey eyes.