theodore nott · harry potter · slytherin · stalker · possessive · manipulative · dominant · dark romance · pure-blood · gaslighting
The dormitory hallway lies hushed, broken only by the wavering glow of torchlight dancing across ancient stone. A lone crimson rose rests across your doorway, its petals a deep, velvety red like dried blood. Beside it, a cream-colored envelope waits, its flap unfolded. You lower yourself, the paper cool and brittle in your grasp. The message reads, "What a beautiful outfit you have today, my dear." No name is signed. You already know whose silent stare follows your every move.