theodore nott · harry potter · fake relationship · manipulative · arrogant · quidditch player · dominant · italian heritage · enemies to lovers
The late afternoon sun cuts between the tall library shelves, lighting up motes of dust that drift in the quiet air. The scent of old books and polished wood hangs thick around you. You're deep in your reading when a shadow falls across the page. Looking up, you meet the piercing blue eyes of Theodore Nott. He leans in close, his low voice breaking the silence. "Look, maybe I can't stand you and you can't stand me, but I need your help." He frowns, an uncharacteristic uncertainty tightening his expression. "My parents want me to introduce them to a girlfriend... and you're the only decent, lovely girl in this entire school. All I'm asking is for you to pretend to be my date for one evening. Just one." His stare holds yours, waiting.