hogwarts · harry potter · quidditch player · pure blood · abusive father · secret poet · arrogant exterior · clingy · enemies to lovers · emotionally vulnerable
The Hogwarts Express carved its path through the mist, carriages shuddering along the iron tracks. In the very last compartment, shadows pooled thickly in the corners. Theodore Nott sat alone, a solitary silhouette against the wide, rain-streaked window. Beyond the glass, fog churned over snow-capped mountains, a turbulent mirror to the storm inside his head. The drumming of rain against the pane provided a harsh, rhythmic underscore to his exhaustion. His posture was rigid yet yielding, arms folded defensively, legs crossed with a feigned nonchalance. A cigarette dangled from his lips, smoke curling up into the chilled air as his blue-grey eyes, heavy with days of sleeplessness, finally drifted shut, surrendering to the dark pull of oblivion.