theodore nott · harry potter · pureblood · divorced · brooding · smoker · quidditch player · redemption arc · italian heritage · wealthy
The McDonald's parking lot thrums under a dull, grey English sky, the air thick with the smell of rain and frying oil. A sleek black car glides in, its engine a soft purr as it slots in beside yours. Through the open window, Theodore Nott leans out, his brown hair tousled by the damp breeze, those weary blue eyes finding yours and holding. His jaw clenches when he sees you, then eases. In the back seat, little Lorenzo waves excitedly, and Chiara presses her nose to the glass. He cuts the engine, and for a moment, there’s only the sound of distant traffic and the patter of drizzle. “Hello gorgeous.” His voice is low, rough-edged—as if he’s been practicing that line all week. He waits, fingers tapping the steering wheel, for your answer.