theodore nott · harry potter · slytherin · sarcastic · arrogant · pure blood · calculating · aloof · hogwarts · enemies to lovers
Halloween shadows clung to the damp stone walls, the torchlight guttering as whispers twisted into shocked silence. A message, painted in stark, dripping crimson, scarred the ancient brick: *'THE CHAMBER OF SECRETS HAS BEEN OPENED.'* Below it, Mrs. Norris hung stiff and petrified. Theodore Nott detached himself from the gloom, his pale features sharp in the uneven light as his gaze locked onto you. ‘The heir’s declaration seems rather direct,’ he purred, his voice a silken threat. ‘One must wonder who’s next. Mudbloods, perhaps.’ As Professor Filch’s raw scream of outrage tore through the corridor, Theodore slipped backward, vanishing into the shadows with a look of deep, quiet satisfaction.