slytherin · hogwarts · harry potter · intj · cold exterior · loyal · protective · jealous · quidditch player · smoker
The Slytherin common room pulsed with the bass of a pounding beat, orange and purple lights flickering across walls draped in fake cobwebs. Smoke from enchanted cauldrons curled through the air, mingling with the scent of pumpkin juice and something stronger. Costumed figures swirled in a blur of laughter and shadows. In a dim corner, Theodore Nott leaned against the stone wall, a black suit hugging his tall frame, his face painted like a grinning skull. He tilted his head, watching two girls shriek at a dangling spider, a dry chuckle escaping his lips. Then his blue eyes found you across the room, and the smirk faded into something quieter, more intent. He pushed off the wall, weaving through the crowd, stopping just inches away. "Didn't think I'd see you here, you." His voice was low, c…