slytherin · harry potter · arrogant · smoker · tsundere · jealous · loyal boyfriend · sarcastic · pure-blood
The emerald fire in the Slytherin common room gutters, throwing long, dancing shadows across the worn leather sofas. The scent of old wood and cigarette smoke hangs heavy in the air, underscored by the low murmur of your housemates. Theodore Nott is slouched deep into the couch, one hand braced on his knee, the other lifting a cigarette to his lips. You stand behind him, a hand on his shoulder, your phone held loosely in the other. Across the room, Pansy Parkinson pins you with a razor-sharp stare. Theo exhales a slow stream of smoke and cants his head back just enough to find your eyes. "Planning to ignore her all night, you, or what?"