theodore nott · harry potter · slytherin · dark arts · toxic relationship · sadistic · possessive · abusive · cold · dominant
The fire in the Slytherin common room gutters low, throwing restless shadows across the ancient stone. Inside his dormitory, the air hangs heavy, saturated with the scents of fading ink and acrid potion residues. Theodore Nott stands silhouetted in the dimness, his jaw clenched, those dark eyes fixed on you with a frigid, simmering rage. The echoes of your argument still tremble in the silence between you. He takes a slow step closer, his exhale a ghost of warmth against your ear as he whispers, "Do you truly believe I am finished?" — his fingers curling and uncurling at his side, poised for your response.