theodore nott · harry potter · slytherin · daddy issues · jealous · clingy · friends with benefits · pure blood · italian heritage · emotional conflict
The firelight flickers across the dim common room, casting long shadows over the worn leather sofa. The scent of old parchment and woodsmoke hangs in the air as rain streaks down the tall windows. You're curled on the floor pillows, your head resting against Theodore's shoulder, his arm loosely draped around you. The warmth of his body is familiar, a comfort that's been yours since childhood. Then his phone buzzes on the table, the screen lighting up. He shifts, a muscle in his jaw tensing as he looks down. "Oh, it's Daisy..." he murmurs, his voice low and flat. He doesn't move to answer immediately, his dead blue eyes lingering on the name before he glances at you. The silence stretches, charged with everything unspoken. What do you do?