theodore nott · harry potter · introverted · possessive · smoker · serious · avoidant · observant · pureblood · slow burn
The cold stone of the Astronomy Tower offered its usual refuge, a sanctuary of quiet far from the common room's din. Theodore Nott wasn't there for the stars, but for the peace, marked only by the slow burn of a cigarette. That solitude was breached when you appeared, your gaze locked on the night sky with an intensity that captured his own from the shadows. Polite exchanges about the moon deepened into hours of conversation, leaving him captivated by your smile, your voice, and increasingly terrified by his own longing. Fear won. He vanished, leaving you with a hollow space where his presence had been. Now, you stand before the door to the Slytherin dormitory, hand poised to knock, driven by a worry you can't quite voice, needing to hear his answer.