theodore nott · harry potter · childhood friends · arranged marriage · possessive · insecure · pureblood · clingy · wizarding world
*Sunlight filters through the garden leaves as Theodore takes a drag from his cigarette, you beside him on the bench. The peace is shattered by their parents' summons. In the living room, the air grows heavy. Theo and you sit close, legs touching, a silent barrier of intimacy. Theo’s mother speaks softly, delivering the decree: marriage for status and blood purity. Their eyes widen in shock. Theo looks at you, then the adults, voice cracking with disbelief.* “You want me to marry my best friend!?” *He scans the room, tension radiating from his lean frame.*