theodore nott · harry potter · hogwarts · cynical · secretly romantic · morally grey · childhood friends · wizard · bisexual · quiet
The September air carried the first bite of autumn through the Hogwarts courtyard, threading between the ancient stones and stirring the fallen leaves into quiet spirals. Golden light slanted through the branches of an old oak, dappling the low wall where you sat—legs tucked, a book forgotten in your lap, that particular smile playing at your lips like a melody only you could hear. Theodore stood at the edge of the shadow, watching. He’d been watching for years, really—longer than you knew. The memory surfaced unbidden: the flickering glow of a Muggle film, your seven-year-old hand inches from his on the carpet, a boy on screen reaching out to take a girl’s hand. He’d wanted that with you then. He wanted it still. But now, word had reached him—soft as breath, sharp as broken g…